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Krishna Denying He Stole The Butter
Sant Surdas
O mother mine, I did not eat the butter come dawn, with the herds, you send me to the jungle, o, mother mine, I did not eat the butter. all day lon...Rate it:

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Slab Of Peanut Butter
Nikhil Parekh
When I rolled languidly in it; dabbling my feet as incoherently as I could, The entire exterior of my skin acquired a brilliant yellow tinge; with...Rate it:

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A Bread and Butter Letter
Alice Duer Miller
THERE is a willow grows beside a pool; Its long gray branches sweep the marble rim; And from those waters shadowy and cool, The stars shine, large ...Rate it:

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The Auld Wife
Charles Stuart Calverley
PART I The auld wife sat at her ivied door, (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) A thing she had frequently done before; And her specta...Rate it:

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The King's Breakfast
Alan Alexander Milne
The King's Breakfast The King asked The Queen, and The Queen asked The Dairymaid: "Could we have some butter for The Royal slice of bread?" The Que...Rate it:

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The Spotted Heifers
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Mr Jeremiah Jeffers Owned a pair of spotted heifers These he sold for two pounds ten To Mr Robert Raymond Wren Who reared them in the lucerne paddo...Rate it:

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Flame-Heart
Claude McKay
So much have I forgotten in ten years, So much in ten brief years! I have forgot What time the purple apples come to juice, And what month brings t...Rate it:

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An Appeal to End Appeals
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Sir, - I try to do my duty as a patriotic man With sane views about the science of gastronomy; And I'd ask the promulgators of each food consuming ...Rate it:

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Cow
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Aw, go write yer tinklin' jingle, an' yer pretty phrases mingle, Fer the mamby-pamby girl, all fluffy frill an' shinin' silk. Them's the sort ter f...Rate it:

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The Ballad of Persse O'Reilly
James Joyce
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty How he fell with a roll and a rumble And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple By the butt of the Magazine Wall,   ...Rate it:

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Fellow Citizens
Carl Sandburg
I drank musty ale at the Illinois Athletic Club with the millionaire manufacturer of Green River butter one night And his face had the shining l...Rate it:

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Four Candidates For Senator
Ambrose Bierce
To flatter your way to the goad of your hope, O plausible Mr. Perkins, You'll need ten tons of the softest soap And butter a thousand firkins. The ...Rate it:

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Sorrows of Werther
William Makepeace Thackeray
Werther had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charl...Rate it:

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The Green-Hand Rouseabout
Henry Lawson
Call this hot? I beg your pardon. Hot!—you don’t know what it means. (What’s that, waiter? lamb or mutton! Thank you—mine is beef and greens. Bread...Rate it:

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The Olde, Olde, very Olde Man; or The Age and Long Life of Thomas Parr
John Taylor
Good wholesome labour was his exercise, Down with the lamb, and with the lark would rise: In mire and toiling sweat he spent the day, And to his ...Rate it:

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The Shepherd's Week (excerpt)
John Gay
MONDAY, OR, THE SQUABBLE Lobbin Clout, Cuddy, CloddipoleCUDDY Hold, witless Lobbin Clout, I thee advise, Lest blisters sore on thy own ton...Rate it:

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The Shepherd's Week : Friday; or, The Dirge
John Gay
Bumkinet, Grubbinol Bumkinet. Why, Grubbinol, dost thou so wistful seem? There's sorrow in thy look, if right I deem. 'Tis true, yon oaks with yel...Rate it:

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The Shepherd's Week : Monday; or the Squabble
John Gay
Lobbin Clout, Cuddy, Cloddipole Lobbin Clout. Thy younglings, Cuddy, are but just awake, No thrustles shrill the bramble-bush forsake No chirping ...Rate it:

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The Shepherd's Week : Tuesday; or, the Ditty
John Gay
Marian. Young Colin Clout, a lad of peerless meed, Full well could dance, and deftly tune the reed; In every wood his carrols sweet were known, At ...Rate it:

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The Sorows Of Werther
William Makepeace Thackeray
WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte...Rate it:

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Biscuit Of Black Iron
Nikhil Parekh
For me; it was a blissful messiah; as I scribbled boundless lines of exquisitely spell binding literature; with its exotically scintillating nib, ...Rate it:

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Food
Robert curran
-- Live to EAT OR EAT to Live To eat is the feat Which food doesn’t matter? It is all good to eat meat Or lots of eggs and butter Just don’t tell y...Rate it:

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Peter Simson's Farm
Edward George Dyson
Simson settled in the timber when his arm was strong and true, And his form was straight and limber; and he wrought the long day through In a s...Rate it:

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Pittypat and Tippytoe
Eugene Field
All day long they come and go-- Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, Playthings scattered on the floor, Finger-m...Rate it:

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A TASTE OF DEPRESSION
Brenden Pettingill
It tastes like a cold soup prepared in love but left to sit and cool alone on empty counter tops It is lonely pyramids and forgotten sands that wh...Rate it:

(4.50 / 2 votes)

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