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Be it ever so humble... |
So I sat down and thought
Just what it might be
That they thought that they sought
poetry, art, music and literature...but mostly poetry!
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Be it ever so humble... |
The season is upon us. The hockey season! |
What they worry about most is injuries
broken arms and legs and
fractured skulls opening so doctors
can see such bloody beautiful things almost
not quite happening in the bone rooms
as they happen outside
And the referee?
He’s right there on the ice
not out of sight among the roaring blue gods
of a game played for passionate stockbrokers
children wearing business suits
and a nation of television agnostics
who never agree with the referee and applaud
when he falls flat on his face
On the Twelfth Day of Christmas. |
Now, now the mirth comes
With the cake full of plums,
Where bean's the king of the sport here ;
Beside we must know,
The pea also
Must revel, as queen, in the court here.
From a Northern Star-Group to a Southern. 1889-'90. |
Welcome, Brazilian brother — thy ample place is ready;
A loving hand — a smile from the north — a sunny instant hail!
(Let the future care for itself, where it reveals its troubles, impedimentas,
Ours, ours the present throe, the democratic aim, the acceptance
and the faith;)
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Harvest time is a time for giving thanks. |
I believe a man’s greatest possession is his dignity and that no calling bestows this more abundantly than farming.
I believe hard work and honest sweat are the building blocks of a person’s character.
On the road to Key West. |
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A mystery novel by BilliJo Doll uncovers death in the Costalegre region of Mexico. |