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And so the giant lizard stomps among us, An uninvited presence like the horde of snakes This country sends to pester us. More come each year to fos..

The ruddy, puffy baby, Who knows little of this world Beyond the confines of its crib, Bawls incessantly, needing its balms-- Tender strokes and f..

Love is a ball that songwriting poets bat around for ages until they discover it doesn't exist.

A sere old bird came to peck at me While I station-sat in self-harmony. In his withered, wobbly, bony crooks He cradled a cluther of godful books. ..

The second hand: Around it sweeps In tiny ticks, no wholesale leaps. A weakling limb, it can't swing freely, Escape the dial, perform a wheelie. ..

Beware the everlasting limbo That swirls about you once a certain Milestone of middle age is reached. The prejudice of youth, Or even one's own ..

Everyone laughs at the fool, even though he dresses up nicely combs his hair shows up on time makes a good faith effort converses politely inquires..

I've come to this conclusion: There are few satisfactory paths in life-- There's success, with all its concomitant ills, And nonfulfillment, rich i..

My divorce from nature pains me-- It's enforced by practicalities: Expense of travel, loss of vigor That once propelled me up clatterstone trails..

The odious date is fast upon us, The nadir of Hope and Integrity, The ascendancy of gross Self-interest, Whereupon the skies will darken, The heav..