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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad for life, mad for talking, mad for poetry.

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Jim’s Dream. By A. Hoatson

    Jim was a boy who was fond of clowns,        And thought they were excellent fun;    He talked so much of them and their ways,        That one night he…

September 29, 2019
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With A Ho-Ho-Ho! And A Hi-Hi-Hi! By A. H. Laidlaw

    With a ho-ho-ho! and a hi-hi-hi!    With a canzonet and tabor,    Thus, with ho-ho-ho! and our hi-hi-hi!    We amble, ramble, gambol, I    And my lily-fingered neighbor.     With a ha-ha-ha!…

September 29, 2019
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Weep Not For Him. By A. H. Laidlaw

    Weep not for him who, in the battle dying,    Lives in the lays of those he sought to save;    Weep not for him who on the cold…

September 29, 2019
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The Young Vets. By A. H. Laidlaw

    We all know the face of the chap who can tell    How he led the victorious van,    Through whose terrible yell all the enemy fell    Or fled from…

September 29, 2019
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The War Song Of William The Conqueror. By A. H. Laidlaw

“By the splendor of God!” was a characteristic oath of William the Conqueror.     By the splendor of God! We come! We come!    To fight to the…

September 29, 2019
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The Union Oath. By A. H. Laidlaw

    By the Revolution’s dead,    By their Blood in battle shed,    By the Earth that drank their gore,    By the Heaven in which they soar,    By the Union Stripe and…

September 29, 2019
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The Three P’s. – The Pratie, The Pig And Poteen. By A. H. Laidlaw

    ‘Tis daily this baste    Will prosade to the fayste,    The best that Ould Oireland has seen;    The P’s are but three,    But they’re plenty for me, –     The Pratie, the…

September 29, 2019
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The Lily Land Of France. By A. H. Laidlaw

    With pensive memories    We part the Ocean foam,    To find ‘neath summer skies    A country and a home.    O lily land of France,    Farewell! Farewell, Paris! (Pa-ree)    Farewell to Life’s romance!    Welcome…

September 29, 2019
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The Light Of Your Beautiful Eyes. By A. H. Laidlaw

    As I stroll by the stream where you stray,    A beam is reflected afar,    Which seems, on the waters, a ray –     The ray from a luminous star.    What…

September 29, 2019
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The Good Ship “Ohio.” By A. H. Laidlaw

    Swift o’er the lee when the wind flies free,    Follows the ship “Ohio,”    With skies o’ercast she bends to the blast,    Like a billowy bird she can fly,…

September 29, 2019

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