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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532716" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Popcorn, Glass Balls, and Cranberries</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. THE LION</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Lion is a kingly beast.<br>He likes a Hindu for a feast.<br>And if no Hindu he can get,<br>The lion-family is upset.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He cuffs his wife and bites her ears<br>Till she is nearly moved to tears.<br>Then some explorer finds the den<br>And all is family peace again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II. AN EXPLANATION OF THE GRASSHOPPER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Grasshopper, the grasshopper,<br>I will explain to you:— <br>He is the Brownies' racehorse, <br>The fairies' Kangaroo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III. THE DANGEROUS LITTLE BOY FAIRIES</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In fairyland the little boys<br>Would rather fight than eat their meals.<br>They like to chase a gauze-winged fly<br>And catch and beat him till he squeals.<br>Sometimes they come to sleeping men<br>Armed with the deadly red-rose thorn,<br>And those that feel its fearful wound<br>Repent the day that they were born.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>IV. THE MOUSE THAT GNAWED THE OAK-TREE DOWN</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down<br>Began his task in early life.<br>He kept so busy with his teeth<br>He had no time to take a wife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gnawed and gnawed through sun and rain<br>When the ambitious fit was on,<br>Then rested in the sawdust till<br>A month of idleness had gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He did not move about to hunt<br>The coteries of mousie-men.<br>He was a snail-paced, stupid thing<br>Until he cared to gnaw again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down,<br>When that tough foe was at his feet —<br>Found in the stump no angel-cake<br>Nor buttered bread, nor cheese, nor meat —<br>The forest-roof let in the sky.<br>&quot;This light is worth the work,&quot; said he.<br>&quot;I'll make this ancient swamp more light,&quot;<br>And started on another tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>V. PARVENU</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where does Cinderella sleep?<br>By far-off day-dream river.<br>A secret place her burning Prince<br>Decks, while his heart-strings quiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Homesick for our cinder world, <br>Her low-born shoulders shiver; <br>She longs for sleep in cinders curled — <br>We, for the day-dream river. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VI. THE SPIDER AND THE GHOST OF THE FLY</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once I loved a spider <br>When I was born a fly, <br>A velvet-footed spider <br>With a gown of rainbow-dye. <br>She ate my wings and gloated. <br>She bound me with a hair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She drove me to her parlor<br>Above her winding stair.<br>To educate young spiders<br>She took me all apart.<br>My ghost came back to haunt her.<br>I saw her eat my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>VII. CRICKETS ON A STRIKE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The foolish queen of fairyland<br>From her milk-white throne in a lily-bell,<br>Gave command to her cricket-band<br>To play for her when the dew-drops fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the cold dew spoiled their instruments<br>And they play for the foolish queen no more.<br>Instead those sturdy malcontents<br>Play sharps and flats in my kitchen floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a><div class=q>
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The Lion is a kingly beast.
He likes a Hindu for a feast.
And if no Hindu he can get,
The lion-family is upset.

He cuffs his wife and bites her ears
Till she is nearly moved to tears.
Then some explorer finds the den
And all is famil..."></div>
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