TraditionalPoetry

The great white wolf bounds out over the field And the vast herd of nimble russet deer Fly with great graceful leaps before her: yield To he...

My dear sweet readers, I have received this rhyme in a strange manner of Providence, and I consider it my duty to convey this poem to the ap...

My baby boy! My Puss-in-Bootsky boy! My silvery-bluesky snowshoe-siamese! My,toosky, perhaps bitsky tonkinese! My shoesky bootsky boy! My ji...

Well, first your widdle shoesies settled in: Yes, they stayed white while your long legs turned blue; And then your snazzy cravat seemed to ...

Sir Edmund Hilary was not as brave! Paw over paw you scaled the mattress blue: Your tiny claws like pitons, stave on stave: A valiant heart,...