INDEX

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