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Verbs Christopher Commodore	For present (tense)participle The verb takes -ing. But for the past participle The verb could take -ed, Some verbs are called intransitive ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
For the Foxes Charles Bukowski	for me. I am a competent, satisfied human being. be sorry for the others who fidget...	Rate it (1.00 / 1 vote)
2am Entries (#1 of #21) Nathan Amoo-Onidundu	thinking or even what show your currently binge-ing. Thoughts branching into mini-dreams, I find myself creating a pocket universe from the collection...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Duty Done - 1935 Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis	Ting-a-ling So let's have a song with a swing. Bing! High cockalorum and fal-de-rah, whack! Young Spring's in the offing! The swallows are...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Natural Memorial Jerry Wayne Lawrence, Jr.	Is All 2 Different...B-Ing Used 2 It Makes It Calming. Loving Feelings All About Do Provide. Outside, Again, Grinning While She & He R N-Joying Their...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Age-Ing Rebecca McMaster	to stir it up and add fuel so it will keep burning. Age-Ing chatters endlessly, letting me know the details of what's going to happen from the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
An Heroic Epistle of Hudibras To His Lady Samuel Butler	and retailing<br /> Their souls and consciences a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
And then the Night Comes Tom Case	beer. Fear is a rabid bat; fatally infecting. Loneliness is an ice cube in a bathtub melt- ing<br /> slow- ly. Love is a flat toad in ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Angelina Paul Laurence Dunbar	' a darky, saint or sinner man, to cut de pigeon-wing. An' you could n't he'p f'om dancin' ef yo' feet was boun' wif twine, When Angelina Johnson comes...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bang a Gong..?! ! Salvatore Fucci	Wondering..Wondering..wunder..INg'... HOww.. I..Don't...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Bateese And His Little Decoys William Henry Drummond	So I have some talk wit' dem mese'f dis...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Betrayal, Treason, Greed and Fraud Lawrence S. Pertillar	Less theatrics. More of that inner city ghetto thing. You feel me? 'Yes. Of course.' Quiet on the set. Roll film. Emote. Good....	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Disintegration Jason Berger (Amarantine)	edy. Both beget a laugh or tears, a mirror...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Excuses Chrislyn Barnhill	Less misfortunate starving artists are hardening. Excuse me while I try and breath Through the polluted molecules we call air. Excuse me if I may...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
fortunate female artist/s Yukunno Ghirmay	of pristine original parental upbringing. zeroing<br /> that, by grace locating<br /> denial of grace, denying herself- in turn, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Golfre, Gothic Swiss Tale Mary Darby Robinson	--shrieking round The roof,--with pale light...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
How Lucy Backslid Paul Laurence Dunbar	w'en she teks a notion dat she wants a weddin' ring. You kin p'omise huh de blessin's of a happy aftah life (An' hit's nice to be a angel), but she 'd...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Le Vieux Temps William Henry Drummond	'm young an' strong lak moose an' not afraid no...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Marie Louise William Henry Drummond	lak bird on de wing<br /> Wit' nobody lef' behin' to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mon Choual William Henry Drummond	of city car, An' spose mus' be conductor...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Random Thoughts in a Female Mind Corinna Garig	valum....No it’s not intimidating, it’s...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Scrolls Of The Cat Queen Jerry Wayne Lawrence, Jr.	Endlessly. Lovely. SeXXXy, The Term More Fitting. Meowing @ The Night Casually. The Shattered Moon Above Augments H.E.R. D-Tail. Wail Of A...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Snowin' Paul Laurence Dunbar	snow commence a-flyin', an' de win' begin to sing. Dey is plenty wood erroun' us, an' I chop an' tote it in, But de t'oughts dat I 's a t'inkin'...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Spring Fever Paul Laurence Dunbar	t'ing, I ess'n hit's de fevah Dat you gits in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Braes of Yarrow William Hamilton	flown That slew my love and left me mourning. ‘What can my barbarous, barbarous father do, But with his cruel rage pursue me? ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)