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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Waiting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, how I love the fine old chap<br>Who sits upon my left at meals,<br>And drops his cabbage, in my lap<br>From swooping fork, while he reveals<br>How he, at Hay, in '83,<br>Gave Hamlet's grand so-lil-o-quee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He slops his supper beer o' nights,<br>Or fills my dexter ear with stout,<br>While strenuously he recites,<br>And hurls his lanky limbs about,<br>To prove that every modern cuss<br>Has missed the true Polonius.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His oysters down my back he'll throw,<br>Or freely spray me with his soup,<br>When suddenly inspired to show<br> How savage Ingomar should whoop,<br>Or illustrate the proper scream<br>With which to finish 'Denver's Dream.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=358038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He throws his turnips everywhere;<br>With breakfast-tea he scalds my legs;<br>I've spuds and carrots in my hair;<br>And oft he's smitten me with eggs.<br>If e'er he shows, with humor grim<br>I'll throw these things all back at him.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a></strong></div>