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Watching The Wheels by John Lennon

People say I’m crazy Doing what I’m doing Well, they give me all kinds of warnings To save me from ruin When I say that I’m okay, well they look at me kinda strange “Surely, you’re not happy now, you … Continue reading

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Choosing a Name by Charles and Mary Lamb

I have got a new-born sister; I was nigh the first that kissed her. When the nursing-woman brought her To papa, his infant daughter, How papa’s dear eyes did glisten! She will shortly be to christen: And papa has made … Continue reading

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A Few Rules for Beginners by Katherine Mansfield

Babies must not eat the coal And they must not make grimaces, Nor in party dresses roll And must never black their faces. They must learn that pointing’s rude, They must sit quite still at table, And must always eat … Continue reading

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Sale by Theodore Roethke

For sale: by order of the remaining heirs Who ran up and down the big centre stairs The what-not, the settee, the Chippendale chairs —And an attic of horrors, a closet of fears. The furniture polished and polished so grand, … Continue reading

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A Happy Man by Edwin Arlington Robinson

When these graven lines you see, Traveller, do not pity me; Though I be among the dead, Let no mournful word be said. Children that I leave behind, And their children, all were kind; Near to them and to my … Continue reading

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Cat’s in the Cradle by Sandra Chapin

Music and performance by Harry Chapin (1942-1981) My child arrived just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was … Continue reading

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The Prisoner of Chillon by George Gordon, Lord Byron

My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men’s have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow’d, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have … Continue reading

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