DrB Posted December 15, 2018 Share Posted December 15, 2018 Who reads? What you have? Richard Cory By Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich—yes, richer than a king— And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place. So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RenoF250 Posted December 15, 2018 Share Posted December 15, 2018 There once was a man from Rocine.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
janice6 Posted December 15, 2018 Share Posted December 15, 2018 Tombstone Poetry: " Beneath this stone a virgin lies for her life held no terrors born a virgin, died a virgin no hits, no runs, no errors." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Borg warner Posted December 15, 2018 Share Posted December 15, 2018 23 minutes ago, DrB said: Who reads? What you have? Richard Cory By Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich—yes, richer than a king— And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place. So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Huaco Kid Posted December 15, 2018 Share Posted December 15, 2018 (edited) Turkeys Turkeys swinging in the trees, some by their necks and some by their knees. You can hear them screaming. You can hear them freaking. Get those turkeys. Get those turkeys. Get those turkeys in the trees. Edited December 15, 2018 by Huaco Kid Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DrB Posted December 15, 2018 Author Share Posted December 15, 2018 14 minutes ago, Borg warner said: Thanks........ 1966, long years ago, I was still in school.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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