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Poets have sung of the old-fashion… The old-fashioned pictures that hu… The old-fashioned people, the old-… The old-fashioned fashions they lo… The squeaky armchair that our gran…
If you would please me when I’ve… Let not your grief embitter you.… Turn with full courage from my mou… And smile upon the children at the… Let them make merry in their usual…
There’s no lock upon your door, And the polish that you wore In the years ago when you were bri… Now has lost its splendid shine, And your driver’s bending spine
The whistle sounds! The game is o… We pay our tribute now with tears Instead of smiling eyes and cheers… Neil Snow has crossed the line on… Life’s scrimmage ends! A manly so…
We were settin’ there an’ smokin’… Like licker, votes for wimmin, an’… When he ups an’ strokes his whiske… ‘Changin’ laws an’ legislatures ai… Goin’ to make this world much bett…
Oh, we have shipped his Christmas… And he shall find the things he li… But he must miss the kisses true a… And he must miss the smiles of hom… He’ll spend his Christmas 'neath…
It is better as it is: I have fai… Though the pit I now am in is ver… I can walk to-morrow’s streets and… Unashamed to face their gaze as I… I have lost the hope I had; in th…
Figure it out for yourself, my lad… You’ve all that the greatest of me… Two arms, two hands, two legs, two… And a brain to use if you would be… With this equipment they all began…
“NEVER again,' said Mrs. Green,… ‘Never again will I think one hou… Never again will I go away with a… I’ve had a month of that game this… ‘I fried the fish and I stood all…
There’s a heap o’ satisfaction in… An’ I’m always glad I’m livin’ wh… An’ I guess at every meal-time I’… For I like whatever dishes Mother… But there’s just one bit of eatin’…
The roads of happiness are not The selfish roads of pleasure seek… Where cheeks are flushed with hast… And none has time for kindly speak… But they’re the roads where lovers…
I freely confess there are good fr… With whom we are often invited to… Who get on my nerves so that I ca… Or stay with my usual ease in my s… For I know that if something shou…
The battles for the pickle dish on… The Uno Pedro Club is first and… It started off auspiciously, witho… Good Mrs. Green put all at ease b… Then Mrs. Johnson graciously kiss…
Been down to the art museum an’ lo… The bodies of ancient mummies an’… An’ some of the walls were lovely,… But all had a rail around 'em, an’… Now maybe an art museum needs guar…
When father couldn’t wear them mot… She took the slack in fore and aft… They fitted rather loosely, but th… Were the horizontal pockets that t… They shone like patent leather jus…