#AmericanWriters
The cow is of bovine ilk; One end is moo, the other is milk.
The Lord in His wisdom made the f… And then forgot to tell us why.
The summer like a rajah dies, And every widowed tree Kindles for Congregationalist eye… An alien suttee.
My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky; Contrariwise, my blood runs cold When little boys go by. For little boys as little boys,
As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven lives; Seven lives, In seven sacks, Like seven beeves
There is something about a Martin… A tingle remarkably pleasant; A yellow, a mellow Martini; I wish I had one at present. There is something about a Martin…
A girl whose cheeks are covered wi… Has an advantage with me over one…
I find it very difficult to enthus… Over the current news. Just when you think that at least… And that is why I do not like the…
The turtle lives twixt plated deck… Which practically conceal its sex. I think it clever of the turtle In such a fix to be so fertile.
There was a young belle of Natche… Whose garments were always in patc… When comment arose On the state of her clothes, She drawled, When Ah itchez, Ah…
Peekabo, I Almost See You Middle-aged life is merry, and I… But there comes a day when your ey… And your friends get jocular, so y… And of all your friends he is the…
He who is ridden by a conscience Worries about a lot of nonscience; He without benefit of scruples His fun and income soon quadruples…
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two… Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spa… For a business trip on the boundin… And to prove to the people, by act…
More than a catbird hates a cat, Or a criminal hates a clue, Or the Axis hates the United Sta… That’s how much I love you. I love you more than a duck can sw…