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City Ballads

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        StatementKessinger Publishing
        PublishersKessinger Publishing
        Classifications
        LC ClassificationsApril 30, 2004
        The Physical Object
        Paginationxvi, 137 p. :
        Number of Pages91
        ID Numbers
        ISBN 101417909498
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Here flow the streams of endeavor, Cityward trending forever. City Ballads, this is the time we hailed As your bright birthday. The Lord gave Water quite a good-sized start— Three-fourths of this world's homestead for its part; But lawyers are not needed to convince That Water has been losing ever since.

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Yet, 'tis the same restless story: Even to fail here were glory! Life magazine did a photo spread. Body and brain and heart— Temple of infinite art — You had no power to control Hues of your windows of soul!

And then it set me on the bank, quite thankful for my life, And looking 'round I give a gaze to find my faithful wife; But she had kind o' cut this wave with all the edge she had, And stood a-looking 'round for me, uncommon moist and sad; While Sister Sunnyhopes with smiles was looking sweet and gay, A-floating on her City Ballads back some several rods away!

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