When your marrer bone seems 'oller… And you’re glad you ain’t no talle… And you’re all a—shakin’ like you… When your skin creeps like a pulle… And you’re duckin’ all the bullets…

And is it not a gesture grand To drink oneself to death? Oh sure 'tis I can understand, Being of sober breath. And so I do not sing success,

Mary and I were twenty—two When we were wed; A well—matched pair, right smart t… The town’s folk said. For twenty years I have been true

There’s a cry from out the lonelin… Do you hear it, do you fear it, yo… You’re a—sobbing in your sleep, de… Do you hear the Little Voices all… All a—begging me to leave you. Da…

Is it not strange? A year ago to—… With scarce a thought beyond the h… I did my decent job and earned my… Was averagely happy, I’ll be boun… Ay, in my little groove I was con…

My Favourite Fan Being a writer I receive Sweet screeds from folk of every l… Some are so weird you’d scarce bel… And some quite hard to understand:

An Englishman was Thomas Paine Who bled for liberty; But while his fight was far from v… He died in poverty: Though some are of the sober think…

O Teddy Bear! with your head awry And your comical twisted smile, You rub your eyes —do you wonder w… You’ve slept such a long, long whi… As you lay so still in the cupboar…

When I was small the Lord appeare… Unto my mental eye A gentle giant with a beard Who homed up in the sky. But soon that vasty vision blurred…

What are you doing here, Tom Thor… Where the wind has the cut of a na… Hugging a smudgy willow fire, deep… You that’s a lord’s own son, Tom… Go home, go home to your clubs, T…

With belly like a poisoned pup Said I: ‘I must give bacon up: And also, I profanely fear, I must abandon bread and beer That make for portliness they say;

She I’m waiting for the man I hope to… I’ve never seen him —that’s the fu… I promised I would wear a rose of… Pinned on my coat above my flutter…

Old Codger Of garden truck he made his fare, As his bright eyes bore witness; Health was his habit and his care, His hobby human fitness.

The man above was a murderer, the… And I lay there in the bunk betwe… A weary armful of skin and bone, w… My feet were froze, and the lifele… The little flesh that clung to my…

Today I opened wide my eyes, And stared with wonder and surpris… To see beneath November skies An apple blossom peer; Upon a branch as bleak as night