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THE dream ship is ready, the sea… And the fairy prince waits in comm… There’s a cargo of wonderful dream… For the baby that seeks Slumberla… There are fairies in pink and good…
Looks as though a cyclone hit him’ Can’t buy clothes that seem to fit… An’ his cheeks are rough like leat… Made for standin’ any weather. Outwards he was fashioned plainly,
Jim’s made good in the world out t… No better, of course, than she des… Fred is manager, full-fledged now’… An’ I lose my breath when I think… Clever—the word don’t mean enough…
If only I were Santa Claus and y… I’d find the chimney to your heart… On Christmas Eve when all was sti… Much like your Santa Claus of old… And in the pack upon my back all s…
The little church of Long Ago, wh… With mother in the family pew and… How I would like to see it now th… The straight-backed pews, the pulp… Dressed stiffly. in their Sunday…
She was gentle, she was true, And her tender eyes of blue Seemed to mock the morning sunbeam… And the starlight of the night; And her laughter seemed to trill
You can learn a lot from boys By the way they use their toys; Some are selfish in their care, Never very glad to share Playthings with another boy;
JUST to do the little things And do them well from day to day, Enough of satisfaction brings To those who tread the simple way; To make the striving here worth wh…
Said Dan McGann to a foreign man… ‘Let me tell you this,’ and for em… ‘Don’t talk to me of the bourjoiss… Of your socialists or your anarchi… For I’ve had enough of this forei…
I LIKE the homes where a Teddy… Monopolizes the best arm chair, Where the sofa a rag doll occupies And a train of cars in the corner… For those are the signs that the h…
Lord let me not in service lag. Let me be worthy of our flag. Let me remember when I’m tired, The sons heroic who have died. In freedom’s name and in my way,
Last night he said the dead were d… And scoffed my faith to scorn; I found him at a tulip bed When I passed by at morn. ‘O ho!’ said I, ‘the frost is nea…
MILDRED McGee was a beautiful… As fair as peroxide could make her… She was never so shy that a man go… Would imagine that she was a Quak… She had suitors that called every…
The moon swings low in the sky abo… And the twinkling stars shine brig… And a mother sings to her baby lov… Those wonderful songs of night; Those wonderful songs of sugar plu…
I don’t mind the man with a red bl… At a real or a fancied wrong; I can stand for the chap with a gr… To drop it when joy comes along; I have praise for the fellow who s…