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The Axeman
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
axe, Trudging along by the forest tracks; And he chops and he chops till the daylight goes HighRate it:

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Old Town Types No. 16 - Mr Tank
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
towers Mr Tank, the master, With his mutton-chop whiskers and his cane His cruel, thrice-accursed Rate it:

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A Plea
Franklin P. Adams
it smack; But-cut out the 'sinister garden,' Chop the 'initial sack.' Rake poor old Roget's 'TheRate it:

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My Mate Bill
Andrew Barton Paterson
bucking brumbie Like a nob in an easy chair, And chop his name with a greenhide fall On the flank oRate it:

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The Cock And The Bull
Charles Stuart Calverley
it i’ my poke, having given for same By way o’ chop, swop, barter or exchange — ‘Chop’ was my snickRate it:

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The Drunkard's Funeral
Vachel Lindsay
him learn how to plough, let him learn to chop wood, Let him learn how to plough, let him learn to Rate it:

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The Two Old Bachelors
Edward Lear
as he sits,-- 'And pull him down, -- and chop him into endless little bits! 'Then mix him with yourRate it:

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Wounded Healers
Bubba's Heart
deeper matter dark skin in the summer chop the board proper free I AM HIGHER in my own flicker no oRate it:

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A Change of Menu
Andrew Barton Paterson
chum sits at his Christmas fare Of a dried-up chop from a tough old ewe. Says he, "It's better thRate it:

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A Romance of Canada
James McIntyre
year- Till, rich enough to buy bush farm For to chop down with his strong arm. The truest noblemaRate it:

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A Tenant of Mrs. Van Kleeck
Major Henry Livingston Jr.
other forever saw day; And Daddy himself, as we chop'd in the wood, Would often observe that lying Rate it:

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Amities
Ezra Pound
obvious flaws, You once discovered a moderate chop-house. IV Iste fuit vir incultus, Deo Laus, quoRate it:

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An Echo from Africa
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
fat eel, An' he smacka poor Nicko right in da chop So he fall head over heel! But Nicko come up wiRate it:

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Boadicea
Alfred Lord Tennyson
into swooning, me they lash'd and humiliated, Chop the breasts from off the mother, dash the brainsRate it:

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Brave Alum Bey
William Schwenck Gilbert
drop, So they sent him below and they gave him a chop. O reader, or readress, whichever you be, YoRate it:

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Defender
Mario William Vitale
listen i cooked you in the Kitchen like i chop onions Since your No Warhol no pop art you depart cuRate it:

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Dot Leedle Boy
James Whitcomb Riley
der snow vas all about-- Dot you have to chop der hatchet Eef you got der sauerkraut! Und der cheekRate it:

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Elegy Written in a Country Coal-Bin
Christopher Morley
bust Revivify the falling pressure-gage? Chop up the grand piano if you must, And burn the East Rate it:

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Evolutionary Hymn
Clive Staples Lewis
lead us Up the future's endless stair; Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us. For stagnation is deRate it:

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Facility
Robert William Service
well; With every tart a triolet, With every chop a rondel. Your tailor's bill . . . well, I'll be Rate it:

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Free Verse
Robert Graves
Blade to blade, Button to button, Cheeks and chops and chins like mutton. No! No! My rhymes mustRate it:

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Gentle Alice Brown
William Schwenck Gilbert
terrify him into fits, And get my gentle wife to chop him into little bits. "I've studied human naRate it:

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HOW NO AGE IS CONTENT
Henry Howard
three, From boy to man, from man to boy, would chop and change degree. And musing thus I think, tRate it:

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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto III
Samuel Butler
is which: Sets up Communities of senses, To chop and change intelligences; As Rosicrucian virtuososRate it:

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Johnnie Courteau
William Henry Drummond
he stay on de farm de w'ole year roun' He chop de wood an' he plough de ground' An' he's quieter feRate it:

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