For my part, getting up seems not so easy
By half as lying.
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845)
-- Morning Meditations
By half as lying.
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845)
-- Morning Meditations
Related:
- A man that 's fond precociously of stirring
Must be a spoon.
Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- Morning... - Take her up tenderly,
Lift her with care;
Fashioned so slenderly,
Young, and so fair! -- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -... - Oh would I were dead now,
Or up in my bed now,
To cover my head now,
And have a good cry! -- Thomas Hood (1798-1845) ... - O God! that bread should be so dear,
And flesh and blood so cheap!
Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the... - Another tumble! That 's his precious nose!
-- Thomas Hood (1798-1845)
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Parental Ode to my Infant... - My tears must stop, for every drop
Hinders needle and thread.
Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- The Song of the... - I tell ya, drugs never worked out for me. The first time I tried smoking
pot I didn't know what I was doing.
I smoked half the joint, got the munchies, and ate... - He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.
Thomas Hood (1798-1845) -- Miss Kilmansegg, Her... - A married man sho wants to conceal his drunken infidelities
can easily wake up in the morning wondering who he's...
