Poems

The brook

The brook I looked in the brook and saw a face – Heigh-ho, but a child was I! There were rushes and willows in that place, […]

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The Conversazzhony

The Conversazzhony What conversazzhyonies wuz I really did not know, For that, you must remember, wuz a powerful spell ago; The camp wuz new ‘nd noisy, […]

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