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Fiddle player — Nighttiger	Fiddle player Dance and dance Kick up your heals With ants in your pants Or bees that sting While tapping your toes And dancing your...	12 views Rate it
Call of Duty 2 — jasonroeder	(story telling on real events in cod2 search and destroy mission) (caps =...	12 views Rate it
An Ode to Basil — Inge Meldgaard	In Grecian myth Good fortune springs From all Sweet Basil brings. It grows and thrives In pot or ground Wherever Sun is...	12 views Rate it
Untitled — James Wright	There once was a baby named Archie. Who's skin was too dark for mon-archy Duke, Duchess, and Queen... disagreed on his sheen, Ending 1200 years of...	12 views Rate it
Resilience — Antony D. Delmonte	Bright red cardinal, alone in the snow Like a drop of blood on a cotton handkerchief The trees are bare, and your friends have gone south I wonder how you...	12 views Rate it
A Descent to Villainy — Mari No	“You’re lucky to be alive!” I’m not. But you’re lucky I’m...	12 views Rate it
Today Is My Birthday — Ehsan Sehgal	As written on the birth certificate Today is my Birthday, Which I neither took notice Nor I celebrated nor bothered that However, as I remember A long...	12 views Rate it
Apples Growing. — Will Carleton	Underneath an apple-tree Sat a dame of comely seeming, With her work upon her knee, And her great eyes idly dreaming. O'er the harvest-acres bright, Came...	12 views Rate it
Battle — Wilfrid Wilson Gibson	I THE RETURN He went, and he was gay to go: And I smiled on him as he went. My boy! 'Twas well he couldn't know My darkest dread, or what it meant...	12 views Rate it
1827; Or, The Poet's Last Poem. — Thomas Gent	Ye Bards in all your thousand dens, Great souls with fewer pence than pens, Sublime adorers of Apollo, With folios full, and purses hollow; Whose very...	12 views Rate it
A Dream — Manmohan Ghose	Thou who hast follow'd far with eyes of love The shy and virgin sights of Spring to-day, Sad soul, what dost thou in this happy grove? Hast thou no pipe...	12 views Rate it
Stanzas Addressed To A Lady Coming Of Age. — Lennox Amott	There are moments we can look to, we can cherish in the past, As the fleeting days that numbered them are dwindling to their last, Like the roses in the...	12 views Rate it
A Generation (1917) — J. C. Squire	There was a time that's gone And will not come again, We knew it was a pleasant time, How good we never dreamed. When, for a whimsy's sake, We'd...	12 views Rate it
King Arthur And The Captive Maiden. — John Campbell	(Translated From The Gaelic. Taken down in Gaelic by Dewar.) King Arthur on a journey went, His men and he on hunting bent. Came to the hill for...	12 views Rate it
A Portrait — Gilbert Keith Chesterton	Fair faces crowd on Christmas night Like seven suns a-row, But all beyond is the wolfish wind And the crafty feet of the snow. But through the rout...	12 views Rate it
A Performance Of Henry V At Stratford-Upon-Avon — Elizabeth Jennings	Nature teaches us our tongue again And the swift sentences came pat. I came Into cool night rescued from rainy dawn. And I seethed with language, Henry at...	12 views Rate it
The Goblins' Christmas — Elizabeth Anderson	The big bright Moon hung high and round, In a densely darkened sky; The tall pines swayed, and mocked, and groaned; The mountains grew so high That the...	12 views Rate it
Love Of Fame, The Universal Passion. Satire II — Edward Young	My muse, proceed, and reach thy destin'd end; Though toils and danger the bold task attend. Heroes and gods make other poems fine; Plain satire calls for...	12 views Rate it
A Visit From St. Nicholas. — Clement Clarke Moore	Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with...	12 views Rate it
Aladdin — Clara Doty Bates	Versified by Clara Doty Bates I see a little group about my chair, Lovers of stories all! First, Saxon Edith, of the corn-silk hair, Growing so...	12 views Rate it
Childhood — Victor-Marie Hugo	The small child sang; the mother, outstretched on the low bed, With anguish moaned, - fair Form pain should possess not long; For, ever...	12 views Rate it
The Lights at Carney’s Point — Alice Dunbar-Nelson	O white little lights at Carney’s Point, You shine so clear o’er the Delaware; When the moon rides high in the silver sky, Then you gleam,...	12 views Rate it
Without You O! Beloved — Nikhil Parekh	Without you; the most tantalizing morsels of robustly sparkling food; seemed to me worse than threadbare chunks of inconspicuously insipid stone; as I...	12 views Rate it
Walking Stick — Nikhil Parekh	He held me solidly in his egalitarian palms; sometimes making me almost strangulate for mouthfuls of inevitable...	12 views Rate it
The Million Dollar Kiss — Nikhil Parekh	When she saw me; she made me feel that I was the most handsome man on this earth, I felt as if God had cast his omnipotent eyes on me; granting my...	12 views Rate it