INDEX

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