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The Big Sleep
The Big Sleep
by Raymond Chandler
"It was about eleven o’clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn’t care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars."
My Rose She Died
My Rose She Died
My Rose she died.
She died for her love.
Her lover he died for sorrow.
They buried them both
In the churchyard
In graves both deep and narrow.
And up from hers'n
There grew a rose.
And up from his'n a briar.
They clumbed and clumbed
Up the church tower.
The red rose and the briar.
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
Chairs to Mend
Chairs to Mend
Chairs to mend, old chairs to mend.
Mackerel, fresh mackerel.
Any old rags, any old rags?
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
Topography
Topography
Sharon Olds
delicately together, like maps laid
face to face, East to West, my
San Francisco against your New York, your
Fire Island against my Sonoma, my
New Orleans deep in your Texas, Your Idaho
bright on my Great Lakes, my Kansas
burning against your Kansas your Kansas
burning against my Kansas, your Eastern
Standard Time pressing into my
Pacific Time, my Mountain Time
beating against your Central Time, your
sun rising swiftly from the right my
sun rising swiftly from the left your
moon rising slowly from the left my
moon rising slowly from the right right until
all four bodies of the sky
burn above us, sealing us together,
all our cities twin cities,
all our states united, one
nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
Circle Game
Circle Game
Yesterday a child went out to wander
Caught a dragon fly inside a jar.
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star.
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And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down.
We're captive on a carousel of time.
We can't return, we can only look
Behind from where we came.
And go 'round, and 'round, and 'round in the circle game.
Now the boy's gone ten times 'round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams.
Words like when you're older must appease him
And promise of "someday"make his dreams.
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And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down.
We're captive on a carousel of time.
We can't return, we can only look
Behind from where we came.
And go 'round, and 'round, and 'round in the circle game.
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels though the town
And they tell him, take your time, it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow those circles down.
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And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down.
We're captive on a carousel of time.
We can't return, we can only look
Behind from where we came.
And go 'round, and 'round, and 'round in the circle game.
Years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
But there'll be new dreams, even better dreams and plenty
Before that last revolving year is through.
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And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down.
We're captive on a carousel of time.
We can't return, we can only look
Behind from where we came.
And go 'round, and 'round, and 'round in the circle game.
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
Charmin' Betsy
Charmin' Betsy
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All around the mountain charmin' Betsy
All around the mountain Laura Lee
If I ever see her again
May the good Lord remember me!
City girls they wear those tight silk skirts.
Country girls they wear the same.
Mountain girls wear big overalls
But they get there just the same.
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City girls they wear those high heeled shoes.
Country girls they wear the same.
Mountain girls wear big hiking boots
But they get there just the same.
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City girls they wear that fancy perfume.
Country girls they wear the same.
Mountain girls go au natural
But they get there just the same.
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City girls they use those flush toilets.
Country girls they wear the same.
Mountain girls find a friendly bush
But they get there just the same.
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City girls they drive those fancy cars.
Country girls they wear the same.
Mountain girls just jump on a horse
But they get there just the same.
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Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
Chicken
Chicken
C: That's the way it begin.
H: That's the second letter in.
I: I am the third letter.
C: Is the fourth letter in that bird, Oh!
K: We're filling in.
E: We're near the end.
Oh, C-H-I-C-K-E-N.
That's the way you spell "chicken."
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
This Land
This Land
This land is your land, this land is my land,
from California to the New York Islands,
from the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream Waters,
the land was made for you and me.
As I went walking that ribbon of highway,
I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw below me that golden valley,
saying, this land was made for you and me.
This land is your land, this land is my land,
from California to the New York Islands,
from the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream Waters,
the land was made for you and me.
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
Linger
Linger
Mmm I want to linger
Mmm a little longer
Mmm a little longer here with you.
Mmm it's such a perfect night
Mmm it doesn't seem quite right
Mmm that this should be our last with you.
Mmm when come September
Mmm we will remember
Mmm our camping days and friendships true
Mmm and as the years go by
Mmm we'll think of you and sigh
Mmm this is goodnight and not goodbye.
Mmm I want to linger
Mmm a little longer
Mmm a littler longer here with you.
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
The Clown's Prayer
The Clown’s Prayer
Anonymous
As I stumble through this life,
help me to create more laughter than tears,
dispense more cheer than gloom,
spread more cheer than despair.
Never let me become so indifferent,
that I will fail to see the wonders in the eyes of a child,
or the twinkle in the eyes of the aged.
Never let me forget that my total effort is to cheer people,
make them happy, and forget momentarily,
all the unpleasantness in their lives.
And in my final moment,
may I hear You whisper:
"When you made My people smile,
you made Me smile."
Dick Van Dyke read this at Stan Laurel’s funeral in 1965.
The Star Spangled Banner
The Star Spangled Banner
Francis Scott Key
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Courtesy of the Girl Scouts, San Diego-Imperial Council.
