By Brian Kim Stefans
Around the pool the hippos drool
as if the chloride wouldn’t kill them.
In fact, they like to play the…
as if the chloride wouldn’t kill them.
In fact, they like to play the…
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- By Conor O'Callaghanthe stars
The nights midweek are secrets kept.
No soul on site, no signal/bars,
and zilch for company… - By William WordsworthI travelled among unknown men,
In lands beyond the sea;
Nor, England! did I know till then
What love… - By William WordsworthAnd is this—Yarrow?—This the stream
Of which my fancy cherished,
So faithfully, a waking dream?
An image… - By William WordsworthThe gallant Youth, who may have gained,
Or seeks, a "winsome Marrow,"
Was but an Infant in the lap … - By William WordsworthO blithe New-comer! I have heard,
I hear thee and rejoice.
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,
Or but … - By Paul Laurence DunbarDey is times in life when Nature
Seems to slip a cog an' go,
Jes' a-rattlin' down creation,
Lak an ocean… - By Langston HughesDroning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
I heard a Negro play.
Down… - By Emily DickinsonThere's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes… - By Emily DickinsonSuccess is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.… - By Emily DickinsonBecause I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves… - By Robert W. ServiceThere are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have… - By Lord Byron (George Gordon)So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon… - By Robert BurnsO my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s… - By Emily DickinsonA Bird, came down the Walk -
He did not know I saw -
He bit an Angle Worm in halves
And ate the fellow… - By Emily DickinsonIt was not Death, for I stood up,
And all the Dead, lie down -
It was not Night, for all the Bells
Put… - By Robert PottleThe kindergarten concert was an interesting show.
Peter walked onto the stage and yelled, “I have to… - By Kenn NesbittWillie had a stubborn wart
upon his middle toe.
Regardless, though, of what he tried
the wart refused… - By Kenn NesbittToday I managed something
that I’ve never done before.
I turned in this week’s spelling quiz
and got… - By Dave Crawley“My doggy ate my homework.
He chewed it up,” I said.
But when I offered my excuse
My teacher shook her…