1. Things to Do in the Belly of the Whale
  2. From Blossoms
  3. Wild Geese
  4. The Peace of Wild Things
  5. My Gift to You
  6. Departing Spring
  7. The Skylark
  8. What a Strange Thing!
  9. Although The Wind …
  10. The Old Pond
  11. Spring Is Like A Perhaps Hand
  12. Hast thou 2 loaves of bread …
  13. Youth and Age
  14. A Postcard From the Volcano
  15. The Kraken
  16. He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
  17. There Is a Solitude of Space
  18. Because I Could Not Stop for Death
  19. Mad Song
  20. Answer July
  21. Success Is Counted Sweetest
  22. Hope Is the Thing with Feathers
  23. The Bluebird
  24. A Vision of the End
  25. The Crying of Water
  26. A Rose Has Thorns As Well As Honey
  27. Winter
  28. The Dark Cavalier
  29. There is no Life or Death
  30. Sheep in Winter
  31. To a Snowflake
  32. Sextain
  33. A Crocodile
  34. Sea Fever
  35. The Giant Cactus of Arizona
  36. The Coming of Night
  37. Going to the Picnic
  38. Moon Tonight
  39. A Southern Night
Close-up of a picnic blanket with wicker basket, hat and food

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 There is a large crowd of young folks  
 Hurrying down the road;  
 They are going to have a picnic now,  
 And spread the news abroad.  

 They are wearing beautiful bouquets,  
 And carrying bright tin dippers;  
 New straw hats are waiving high,  
 And patent leather slippers.  

 Their hats are made of fine chiffon,  
 And decorated too.  
 There will be plenty of goodies  
 For your friends and for you.  

 They will have a big barbecue.  
 And a lot of other stuff.  
 They are going to eat and drink  
 Till everybody puff.  

 They will have cakes and candy by the heaps,  
 And ice cream pressed in cake;  
 Peanuts parched fresh and hot,  
 And a lot of fine milk shakes.  

 They will have fish croquets by the bushels,  
 And cocoanut jumbles too;  
 They are going to feed their friends and foes  
 And have enough for you.  

 They are going to have a big dance  
 And have a jolly time.  
 They want to show their handsome looks  
 Because they look so fine.  

 One barrel or two of lemonade,  
 Mixed all through with ice;  
 Lemons cut and thrown therein  
 Gee! it’s awful nice.  

 Of all the fun and jolities,  
 And all the places of rest,  
 Just go to an old picnic ground;  
 They tell me that’s the best.  

Julius C. Wright was an American poet.

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