“ I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain… ”
- Joyce Kilmer- Copy
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“ I do have big tits. Always had 'em — pushed 'em up, whacked 'em around. Why not make fun of 'em? I've made a fortune with 'em. ”
- Dolly Parton- Copy
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“ Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. Christopher Robin to Pooh. ”
- A. A. Milne- Copy
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“ In the thickets and the meadows Piped the bluebird, the Owaissa. On the summit of the lodges Sang the robin, the Opechee. ”
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow- Copy
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“ I think it's about time we voted for senators with breasts. After all, we've been voting for boobs long enough. ”
- John Singer Sargent- Copy
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“ Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing? ”
- William Wordsworth- Copy
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“ Call for the robin-red-breast, and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. ”
- John Webster- Copy
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“ I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain… ”
- Joyce Kilmer- Copy
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“ I do have big tits. Always had 'em — pushed 'em up, whacked 'em around. Why not make fun of 'em? I've made a fortune with 'em. ”
- Dolly Parton- Copy
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“ Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. Christopher Robin to Pooh. ”
- A. A. Milne- Copy
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“ In the thickets and the meadows Piped the bluebird, the Owaissa. On the summit of the lodges Sang the robin, the Opechee. ”
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow- Copy
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“ I think it's about time we voted for senators with breasts. After all, we've been voting for boobs long enough. ”
- John Singer Sargent- Copy
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“ Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing? ”
- William Wordsworth- Copy
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“ Call for the robin-red-breast, and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. ”
- John Webster- Copy
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“ I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain… ”
- Joyce Kilmer- Copy
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“ I do have big tits. Always had 'em — pushed 'em up, whacked 'em around. Why not make fun of 'em? I've made a fortune with 'em. ”
- Dolly Parton- Copy
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“ Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. Christopher Robin to Pooh. ”
- A. A. Milne- Copy
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“ In the thickets and the meadows Piped the bluebird, the Owaissa. On the summit of the lodges Sang the robin, the Opechee. ”
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow- Copy
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“ I think it's about time we voted for senators with breasts. After all, we've been voting for boobs long enough. ”
- John Singer Sargent- Copy
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“ Art thou the bird whom Man loves best, The pious bird with the scarlet breast, Our little English Robin; The bird that comes about our doors When autumn winds are sobbing? ”
- William Wordsworth- Copy
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“ Call for the robin-red-breast, and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. ”
- John Webster- Copy
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