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Recreation
Jane Taylor
WE took our work, and went, you see, To take an early cup of tea. We did so now and then, to pay The friendly debt, and so did they, Not that our f...Rate it:

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Robin Hood, A Child.
James Henry Leigh Hunt
It was the pleasant season yet, When the stones at cottage doors Dry quickly, while the roads are wet, After the silver showers. The green l...Rate it:

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Ronalds Of The Bennals, The
Robert Burns
In Tarbolton, ye ken, there are proper young men, And proper young lasses and a', man; But ken ye the Ronalds that live in the Bennals, They carry ...Rate it:

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Rose
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
'Ah, wot's the use?' she sez. 'Lea' me alone! Why can't I go to 'ell in my own way? I never arst you 'ere to mag an' moan. Nor yet,' she sez, 'to ...Rate it:

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Route Marchin'
Rudyard Kipling
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get away you bullock-man, you'v...Rate it:

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Sam's Christmas Pudding
Marriott Edgar
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War, And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A thing as he'd ne're done before. They'd...Rate it:

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Sappers
Rudyard Kipling
When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, ("It's all one," says the Sapper), The Lord He created the Engineer, Her Majesty's Royal Eng...Rate it:

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Says
Walt Whitman
I SAY whatever tastes sweet to the most perfect person, that is finally right. I say nourish a great intellect, a great brain; ...Rate it:

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Screw-Guns
Rudyard Kipling
Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, I walks in my old brown gaiters along o' my old brown mule, With seventy gunners be'in...Rate it:

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Shearing at Castlereagh
Andrew Barton Paterson
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot, There's five and thirty shearers here are shearing for the loot, So stir yourselves, you pe...Rate it:

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Shearing at Castlereagh
Andrew Barton Paterson
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot, There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot, So stir yourselves, you pe...Rate it:

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Shotgun Trigger Memories
Zac
Im on the edge of tears with this fear of losing everything I revered. My life is a shallow pit of self loathing. Reloading events from my life lik...Rate it:

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So Shall It Be
Mario William Vitale
So Shall It Be So many reasons why things are such Constant pains, the agony of defeat Yet I pick myself up from the waste lands Fighting harde...Rate it:

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Soccer Mom
Nellekke Tak
All the home town boys Wasting their time with oil and fire Took some time To flip a dime And spend some time with me All their kisses, pushed asi...Rate it:

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Song For All Seas, All Ships
Walt Whitman
TO-DAY a rude brief recitative, Of ships sailing the Seas, each with its special flag or ship-signal; Of unnamed heroes in the ships--Of ...Rate it:

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Sonnet 74: I Never Drank
Sir Philip Sidney
I never drank of Aganippe well, Nor ever did in shade of Tempe sit, And Muses scorn with vulgar brains to swell; Poor layman I, for sacred rites...Rate it:

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Starting Over
Sheila King
Not sure if it’s worth it, not sure if we try… Just how far we may get before we wonder why Learn from past mistakes, lessons well taught Memories ...Rate it:

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Stop-And-See
Edward George Dyson
I’M STEWING in a brick-built town; My coat is quite a stylish cut, And, morn and even, up and down, I travel in a common rut; But as the city sound...Rate it:

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STUCK IN THIS BAG
Anastasia degrey
Drug curse N 'm stuck in this bag that's where the bag will Check y out the life of your hands destruct your body and mind soul n you'll be an ol...Rate it:

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Sun-Up
Lola Ridge
(Shadows over a cradle… fire-light craning…. A hand throws something in the fire and a smaller hand runs into the flame and out again, ...Rate it:

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Sunday Morning
Wallace Stevens
Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair, And the green freedom of a cockatoo Upon a rug mingle to dissipate The...Rate it:

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Sweet Stay-at-Home
William Henry Davies
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion with the deep; ...Rate it:

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Temora - Book I
James Macpherson
ARGUMENT. Cairbar, the son of Borbar-duthul, lord of Atha, in Connaught, the most Potent chief of the race of the Fir-bolg, having murdered, at T...Rate it:

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Tender Buttons [a Chair]
Gertrude Stein
A CHAIR. A widow in a wise veil and more garments shows that shadows are even. It addresses no more, it shadows the stage and learning. A regular ...Rate it:

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The Alleys
Henry Lawson
I was welcome in a palace when the ball was at my feet, I was petted in a garden and my triumph was complete. But for me above the alleys there for...Rate it:

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