INDEX

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