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Munition Maker
Robert William Service
let no potentate be proud . . . There are no pockets in a shroud. By nature I am mild and kind, TRate it:

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Jimmy Sago, Jackaroo
Andrew Barton Paterson
hide another two, Which will help to fill your pockets, Jimmy Sago, Jackaroo. Yes, to fill your empRate it:

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Kleptomania
Nikhil Parekh
He had fanatic obsessions for bulging trouser pockets, overloaded sockets of office shirt, silver chains fitted neatly to periphery of neck, all...Rate it:

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Hubbs
that rose set it aflame as they feast, their pockets, and waists ballooned No concern whether amongRate it:

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The Little Coat
James Whitcomb Riley
Here's his ragged 'roundabout'; Turn the pockets inside out: See; his pen-knife, lost to use, Rusted shut with apple-juice; Here, with marbles, top...Rate it:

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The Shame of Going Back
Henry Lawson
shame of going back; Crawling home with empty pockets, Going back hard-up; Oh! it's then you learRate it:

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Two Words Of Love
Nikhil Parekh
earth with not even a penny in their penurious pockets and with two words of love; and were profounRate it:

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A Boston Ballad, 1854
Walt Whitman
more than its own. Stick your hands in your pockets, Jonathan--you are a made man from Rate it:

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A myriad of thoughts
Odonko-ba
it's ecstasy governments capitulate peace their pockets weighted of gold precipitates hate hate of Rate it:

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I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child
Robert Graves
or fire, Always get their hearts desire: Jingle pockets full of gold, Marry when they're seven yearRate it:

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The English Revolution Of 1848
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
E. F. G. M. W. Reynolds! Come, hoist him up! his pockets will afford convenient hold To grab him byRate it:

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Lament
Edna St. Vincent Millay
trousers From his old pants. There'll be in his pockets Things he used to put there, Keys and penniRate it:

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July
Boris Pasternak
temporary guest. July, who scatters from his pockets The fluff of blow-balls in a cloud, Who enterRate it:

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Had All Your So-Called Manliness Died?
Nikhil Parekh
to endlessly wail; to capture the hearts and pockets of the biggest connoisseurs and patrons of humRate it:

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How Herman Won The Cross
Edward George Dyson
I think he's had enough. That Hun had thirty pockets, 'n' he'd stowed a flask in each, 'N' preRate it:

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A Greeting
William Henry Davies
Life--and all Things glad and beautiful. My pockets nothing hold, But he that owns the gold, ThRate it:

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A Homicidal Beggar
Nikhil Parekh
knives in his hand, ripped through bulging pockets of passing bystanders, laughed like a harmlessRate it:

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A New Hymn
Katherine Mansfield
looking such a dear. Sing a song of frocks with pockets I have got one, it is so's I can use my `nRate it:

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A Short Song of Congratulation
Samuel Johnson
their fill. When the bonny blade carouses, Pockets full, and spirits high, What are acres? WhatRate it:

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A Song of Defeat
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
the days when work was scrappy, And rare in our pockets the mark of the mint, When we were angry Rate it:

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All That I Wanted To See
Nikhil Parekh
wanted to see; was supple and succulent pockets of ripe skin; inevitably inviting them to perch upoRate it:

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An etching
Emily Pauline Johnson
hands within their usual nest-- His breeches pockets--so, he waits to rest His little fingers, soRate it:

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Andy's Return
Henry Lawson
merry as of yore; With big cheques in his pockets, Our Andy’s home once more! Old Uncle’s bright Rate it:

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Are You Ready To Fulfill The Tree's Last Wish?
Nikhil Parekh
roots; when the hole in your tattered pockets grew larger by the minute, You indiscriminately butRate it:

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As Long As I Had Priceless Hope
Nikhil Parekh
of currency in my inconspicuously bedraggled pockets, But as long as I had the jewel of priceless Rate it:

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