Short, Short Story
I'm bad, bad, bad!
But I'll really keep my engagement,
If there was one sprig of poison-ivy
in a fild of four-leaf-clovers,
I'd pick it up.
If it was raining carbolic acid,
I'd be the dumb-bell sponge.
Mabel Normand |
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Patience
The world is made of waiting-
A leasson we must learn
Don't be condeming or hating-
Be patient and wait your turn.
Be patient when there's sorrow-
The sun will shine again
Always there is to-morrow-
Learn to live through pain.
Mabel Normand
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A Poem
There's a circle of gold in the sky,
And the sun's far out in the west
It's that womderful hour befour dusk,
That hour we both loved best
I'm waiting hear beneath the window
For your loved steps on the walk;
I'm closing my eyes and I'm thinking,
Thinking I hear your talk.
My heart again is aflame
You're holding me close to your breast;
While you whisper again that you love me
And your lips to mine are pressed.
The circle of gold in now gray
And the sun no longer i see;
'Tis only a memory that haunts me,
But it brought you so close to me.
Mabel Normand
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Mabel Normand
Mabel Normand so sweet and fair,
With big brown eyes and long black hair,
Ho so funny upon the screen,
And the most beautiful girl i have ever see.
John |
