My wife’s new pink slippers have gay pompons. There is not a spot or a stain on their satin toes or their sides… All night they lie together

I gotta buy me a new girdle. (I’ll buy you one) O.K.

Gagarin says, in ecstasy, he could have gone on forever he floated at and sang

A three-day-long rain from the eas… an terminable talking, talking of no consequence—patter, patter,… Hand in hand little winds blow the thin streams aslant.

The coroner’s merry little childre… Have such twinkling brown eyes. Their father is not of gay men And their mother jocular in no wis… Yet the coroner’s merry little chi…

An old willow with hollow branches slowly swayed his few high gright… and sang: Love is a young green willow shimmering at the bare wood’s edge…

Light hearted William twirled his November moustaches and, half dressed, looked from the bedroom window upon the spring weather.

The dayseye hugging the earth in August, ha! Spring is gone down in purple, weeds stand high in the corn, the rainbeaten furrow

Oh strong—ridged and deeply hollow… nose of mine! what will you not be… What tactless asses we are, you an… always indiscriminate, always unas… and now it is the souring flowers…

The world begins again! Not wholly insufflated the blackbirds in the rain upon the dead topbranches of the living tree,

Subtle, clever brain, wiser than… by what devious means do you contr… to remain idle? Teach me, O maste…

This particular thing, whether it be four pinches of four divers white powders cleverly compounded to cure surely, safely, pleasantly a painful twitching of the eyelids or say a pe...

Disciplined by the artist to go round and round in holiday gear a riotously gay rabble of

The grass is very green, my friend… and tousled, like the head of —— your grandson, yes? And the mounta… the mountain we climbed twenty years since for the last