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The Sentry
Wilfred Owen
air remained stank old, and sour With fumes of whizz-bangs, and the smell of men Who'd lived there Rate it:

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A Society Leader
Ambrose Bierce
German, Cotillion, waltz, or what you will, and whizz And spin and hop and sprawl about like mermenRate it:

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Autumn Birds
John Clare
noising as they fly. The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by, And darken like a clod the evening Rate it:

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Coming Home
Augusta Davies Webster
railways in what verse I know: but there's a whizz and whirr as trains go by, a bullet-like indomRate it:

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Fust Mate Joe
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Fusion ship; An' a crazy craft she is. Gee-whizz! An' a frail ole tub she is. With a crew o' sortsRate it:

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I Don't Want to Die
Anonymous Americas
want to go in the trenches no more, Where whizz-bangs and shrapnel they whistle and roar. TakRate it:

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Iry And Billy Jo
James Whitcomb Riley
!-- Iry _he'd_ argy 'at, by gee-whizz! That-air little Jo-dog wuz _his_!-- An' Billy _he'd_ claim iRate it:

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March of Memories
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
and Fat, Who vowed he was too big to hit; but a whizz-bang settled that. Yet Fat was lucky to the eRate it:

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Sing Of The Banner At Day-Break
Walt Whitman
point--I'll let bullets and slugs whizz; (As one carrying a symbol and menace, far intoRate it:

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The Man Who Discovered The Use Of A Chair
Alfred Noyes
missed that head by the width of a hair. _Gee--whizz! What a horrible squeak!_ But it crashed throuRate it:

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The Point Of Taste
George Meredith
you sing not in the living Fat. The wiry whizz of an intrusive gnat Is verse that shuns their self-Rate it:

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The Way It Wuz
James Whitcomb Riley
wuz jes' about Settin' down, when--_Jeemses-whizz!_ Whole durn winder-sash fell out! An' there laiRate it:

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Tom Johnson's Quit
James Whitcomb Riley
of us 'at bit-- An' th'owed our hats and let 'er whizz,-- '_Tom Johnson's quit!_' I've heerd 'em hRate it:

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Want To Be Whur Mother Is
James Whitcomb Riley
of ye stop the child? Want jer Daddy? 'Naw.' Gee whizz! 'Want to be whur mother is!' 'Want to be wRate it:

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