JUST A DIFFERENCEPatsy the Peke on a satin seatWhenever I come alongLooks at me with disdainful eyesAs if I were doing wrong.Patsy won’t let me stroke her fur.I think it is unfair of her!Sandy the sheep-dog in his kennel...

JUST A DIFFERENCEPatsy the Peke on a satin seatWhenever I come alongLooks at me with disdainful eyesAs if I were doing wrong.Patsy won’t let me stroke her fur.I think it is unfair of her!Sandy the sheep-dog in his kennel...

A LEAP-YEAR EPISODECan I forget that winter night?In eighteen eighty-four,When Nellie, charming little sprite,Came tapping at the door?"Good evening, miss,' i said,For in my heart I know-And, knowing hung my pretty...

ON ROBERT DUDLEYEARL OF LEICESTER.Here lieth the worthy warrior.Who never blooded sword;Here lieth the noble councilor,Who never held his word;Here lieth his excellency,Who ruled all the state;Here lieth the Earl of LEI...

How pleasant to know MR. LEAR!Who has written such volume of stuff!Some think him ill-tempered and queer,Bur a few think him pleasant enough.His mind is concrete and fastidious,His nose is remarkably big;His visage is more or l...

Good-byeGood-bye, proud world, I'm going home,Thou'rt not my friend, and I'm not thine;Long through thy weary crowds I roam;A river-ark on the ocean brine,Long I've been tossed like the driven foam,But now, proud world, I'm goi...

THE PORCUPINEAny hound a porcupine nudgesCan’t be blamed for harboring grudges.I know one hound that laughed all winterAt a porcupine that sat on a splinter.OGDEN NASHДИКОБРАЗОГДЕН НЭШЯ сам увидел ка...

THE PORCUPINEAny hound a porcupine nudgesCan’t be blamed for harboring grudges.I know one hound that laughed all winterAt a porcupine that sat on a splinter.OGDEN NASHДИКОБРАЗОГДЕН НЭШЯ сам увидел ка...

THE CHIPMUNKMy friends all know that I am shy,But the chipmunk is twice as shy as I.He moves with flickering indecisionLike stripes across the television,He’s like shadow of a cloud,Or Emily Dickinson read aloud.OGDEN N...

IT’S NEVER FAIR WEATHERI do not like winter windThat whistles from the NorthMy upper teeth and those beneath,They jitter back and forth.Oh, some are hanged, and some are skinned,And other face the winter wind.I do n...