Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IX. Tragedy: Humor. 1904. | | | | Humorous Poems: III. Parodies: Imitations | | Belagcholly Days | | Anonymous |
| | | CHILLY Dovebber with its boadigg blast | |
| Dow cubs add strips the beddow add the lawd, | |
| Eved October’s suddy days are past— | |
| Add Subber ’s gawd! | |
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| I kdow dot what it is to which I cligg | 5 |
| That stirs to sogg add sorrow, yet I trust | |
| That still I sigg, but as the liddets sigg— | |
| Because I bust. | |
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| Dear leaves that rustle sadly ’death by feet— | |
| By liggerigg feet—add fill by eyes with tears, | 10 |
| Ye bake be sad, add oh! it gars be greet | |
| That ye are sear! | |
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| The sud id sulled skies too early sigks; | |
| Do trees are greed but evergreeds add ferds; | |
| Gawd are the orioles add bobligks— | 15 |
| Those Robert Burds! | |
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| Add dow, farewell to roses add to birds, | |
| To larded fields and tigkligg streablets eke; | |
| Farewell to all articulated words | |
| I faid would speak. | 20 |
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| Farewell, by cherished strolliggs od the sward, | |
| Greed glades add forest shades, farewell to you; | |
| With sorrowigg heart I, wretched add forlord, | |
| Bid you—achew!!! | | | | |
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