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hearing the devil
women should never wear chopped ham or blotted paper
poetry can be produced in a dark cupboard
The old woman had a cocky air
self-consciously picturesque
look Think of a number
the mist-enveloped landscape
no actual tabletop cooking is involved
Here we go
the humble noble apple
trouble with false hearted lovers
dreaming of the golden days darling.
make one little pile of haunting sadness
be shy of the coffee
a solid-hearted lettuce has a trifling mind
mother is very proud of her large stone intellect
black stone, NOTES black gloves
artists all over the world
If you have a big fat turkey cock
across the city for a day and a night
There's nothing like four rather vain attics
the dead man sat alone in the library
long-dead She rose
This is a tremendous screaming opportunity
in a world
refine your picture-gallery
I don't want to go into the details
I'm thinking of the man
call a spade an immense chandelier children
after sundown
make an experiment
Tired of working in the kitchen?
Start by using a crumpled paper towel
remember a pleasant materialistic painter.
Blend the entire sky with feelings of anger and sadness
the close-packed clouds play the guitar
He laid his damp palm on the frozen face of nature
In times like these, perform the can-can
A gondola rowed by a lone ghost
Let us construct a typical London at noon
the King of their city was a ghool;
run, jump, you are approaching a divinity.
The problem of the day-by-day fondue hostess
you are in an orchard, Some time after midnight
I should like to show you
Are you gilt furniture in the slanting sunlight?
an isolated queen woke up
I would like to thank Van Gogh for the tap on the nut
we went to the country
fly over the lawn at dusk.
Another jerk dictates the gin-sodden gabble of the town
You have turmoils
For Heaven's Sake
Why not Make a large, flat, decorative wall map?
Br-r-r-r, it's cold outside-
smooth and important
 a sensible girl witnessing the integration of the bride
gentian-spangled sugar and shaky experience
cold and cruel newspaper reports
What's the idea this time?
deeply constant are the feelings In the little cup
sleep off the brandy, speak the truth
Pretend you lived before
another nicely behaved snake
A hat should give you a feeling
You will need a watery sun.
From off your table take the right sort of books
cut up potatoes for soup
I used to go and comb the mountains
my money has a firm handshake
families with low incomes are buying
you ask me why I'm depressed!
in the dooming times of retreat
The young grey squirrel
I Try to conceal my tender gifts
how was one to get used to SCHOOL?
good luck London
place a tea wagon at one end of the earth