Tag: love

• July 26, 2019

  Love

  I wish I knew why my dear little wife Is mortally afraid of the boxing glove With which I tenderly hold the knife To caress her neck and prove my love. Strange indeed’s my dear little wife Who begins to howl at my very sight Simply because of the loving blow I normally land her…
• July 12, 2019

  Thalia Christidou

  Thalia, Thalia, Thalia, Thalia Christidou! Of all the girls that came from Greece,
• March 28, 2011

  Rainy Day

  The rains’ turn it was — to usher in the morn, As the sky stood lost — in the embrace of the dark,