To visit the Escurial We took a motor bus, And there a guide mercurial Took charge of us. He showed us through room after ro…

My daughter Jane makes dresses For beautiful Princesses; But though she’s plain is Jane, Of needlework she’s vain, And makes such pretty things

I had a friend, a breezy friend I liked an awful lot; And in his company no end Of happiness I got. We clicked in temper, taste and mo…

'Twas in a pub in Battersea They call the “Rose and Crown,” Quite suddenly, it seemed to me, The Lord was looking down; The Lord was looking from above,

Oh you who are shy of the popular… (Though most of us seek to survive… Just think of the goldfish who wan… Because she could never be private… There are pebbles and reeds for aq…

O’er the dark pines she sees the s… And in the west, all tremulous, a… And soothing sweet she hears the m… Of cow—bells jangled in the fields… Quite listless, for her daily sten…

You want me to tell you a story, a… Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, out… Out there where the bombs are bust… and the cannons like 'ell—doors sl… Just order another drink, boys, an…

I grabbed the new Who’s Who to se… My name —but it was not. Said I: “The form they posted me I filled and sent —so what?” I searched the essies," dour with…

Window Shopper I stood before a candy shop Which with a Christmas radiance s… I saw my parents pass and stop To grin at me and then go on.

We bore him to his boneyard lot One afternoon at three; The clergyman was on the spot To earn his modest fee. We sprinkled on his coffin ld

He dreamed away his hours in schoo… He sat with such an absent air, The master reckoned him a fool, And gave him up in dull despair. When other lads were making hay

It’s mighty quiet in the house Since Mary Ellen quit me cold; I’ve swept the hearth and fed the… That’s getting fat and overbold. I’ve bought a pig’s foot for the p…

Worms finer for fishing you couldn… I delved them dismayed from the ve… The rich loam upturning I gathere… big, fat, gleamy earthworms, all r… Thinks I, without waiting, my hoo…

What d’ye think, lad; what d’ye th… As the roaring crowds go by? As the banners flare and the brass… And the great guns rend the sky? As the women laugh like they’d all…

A bunch of the boys were whooping… The kid that handles the music—box… Back of the bar, in a solo game, s… And watching his luck was his ligh… When out of the night, which was f…