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[FONT=verdana, geneva, helvetica]Dust of Snow[/FONT]
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[FONT=verdana, geneva, helvetica]by Robert Frost (1923)[/FONT]
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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.[/FONT]
 
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A blade of grass


Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, "You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams."​
Said the leaf indignant, "Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing."
Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept. And when spring came she waked again -- and she was a blade of grass.
And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered to herself, "O these autumn leaves! They make such a noise! They scatter all my winter dreams."

K.Gibran
The Madman Chapter 30
http://www.inner-growth.info/khalil...chapters/the_madman/the_madman_chapter_30.htm
 
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The Death Of The Old Year



Full knee-deep lies the winter snow,
And the winter winds are wearily sighing:
Toll ye the church bell sad and slow,
And tread softly and speak low,
For the old year lies a-dying.
Old year you must not die;
You came to us so readily,
You lived with us so steadily,
Old year you shall not die.
He lieth still: he doth not move:
He will not see the dawn of day.
He hath no other life above.
He gave me a friend and a true truelove
And the New-year will take 'em away.
Old year you must not go;
So long you have been with us,
Such joy as you have seen with us,
Old year, you shall not go.
He froth'd his bumpers to the brim;
A jollier year we shall not see.
But tho' his eyes are waxing dim,
And tho' his foes speak ill of him,
He was a friend to me.
Old year, you shall not die;
We did so laugh and cry with you,
I've half a mind to die with you,
Old year, if you must die.
He was full of joke and jest,
But all his merry quips are o'er.
To see him die across the waste
His son and heir doth ride post-haste,
But he'll be dead before.
Every one for his own.
The night is starry and cold, my friend,
And the New-year blithe and bold, my friend,
Comes up to take his own.
How hard he breathes! over the snow
I heard just now the crowing cock.
The shadows flicker to and fro:
The cricket chirps: the light burns low:
'Tis nearly twelve o'clock.
Shake hands, before you die.
Old year, we'll dearly rue for you:
What is it we can do for you?
Speak out before you die.
His face is growing sharp and thin.
Alack! our friend is gone,
Close up his eyes: tie up his chin:
Step from the corpse, and let him in
That standeth there alone,
And waiteth at the door.
There's a new foot on the floor, my friend,
And a new face at the door, my friend,
A new face at the door.​


By: Alfred Tennyson
 
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house Everyone felt shitty even the mouse.

Mom at the whorehouse and dad smokin grass, I'd just settled down to a nice piece of ass.

When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter, I sprung from my piece to see what was the matter.

Then out on the lawn I saw a big dick, I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.

He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell, I knew in a moment the fucker had fell.

He filled all our stockings with pretzels and beer,and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer.

He rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart, The son of a bitch blew the chimney apart.

He swore and he cursed as he rode out of sight. Piss on you all and have a hell of a night!

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A Candy Cane Christmas Dream

I had a dream about Christmas last night,
It was so pleasant that I even cried,
I dreamt of tree so grand and so tall,
It was topped with an angel that I worried might fall,

The tree was covered with tinsel and ornaments galore,
My good friend Alan said the angel looked like a big fat whore,
So I went to the store to buy an angel so fine,
And I found the perfect one, it only cost $49.99 (normally $77),

I climbed up a ladder and replaced the angel on top of the tree,
And when I climbed down I saw Santa before me,
He had a twinkle in his eye and cookie crumbs in his beard,
He said I had been a good boy, at least that’s what he had heard,

He said I was too old for toys and the like,
But he said I could suck on a candy delight,
He then showed me the treat, it was big but not plain,
It was a striped and hook-shaped candy cane,

He then said “Merry Christmas” and shot through the chimney like a gun,
And I thought to myself “man that sure looks fun,”
The candy cane that he gave me couldn't have been any sweeter,
And then Santa's sleigh flew away with the speed of a cheetah.

The End

Lloydsev
 
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BrutuStrength;688320; said:
A Candy Cane Christmas Dream

I had a dream about Christmas last night,
It was so pleasant that I even cried,
I dreamt of tree so grand and so tall,
It was topped with an angel that I worried might fall,

The tree was covered with tinsel and ornaments galore,
My good friend Alan said the angel looked like a big fat whore,
So I went to the store to buy an angel so fine,
And I found the perfect one, it only cost $49.99 (normally $77),

I climbed up a ladder and replaced the angel on top of the tree,
And when I climbed down I saw Santa before me,
He had a twinkle in his eye and cookie crumbs in his beard,
He said I had been a good boy, at least that?s what he had heard,

He said I was too old for toys and the like,
But he said I could suck on a candy delight,
He then showed me the treat, it was big but not plain,
It was a striped and hook-shaped candy cane,

He then said ?Merry Christmas? and shot through the chimney like a gun,
And I thought to myself ?man that sure looks fun,?
The candy cane that he gave me couldn't have been any sweeter,
And then Santa's sleigh flew away with the speed of a cheetah.

The End

Lloydsev
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:slappy: Nice touch!
 
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