A Scare By Edgar Albert Guest

A Scare There are noises that freeze up the blood, There’s the sound of the burglar at night As he’s picking the …

Alone By Edgar Albert Guest

Alone Strange thoughts come to the man alone; ‘Tis then, if ever, he talks with God, And views himself as a single …

An Uncle By Edgar Albert Guest

An Uncle BEIN’ uncle to the kids, Laughin’ lips an’ drowsy lids Grimy hands an’ tattered clothes, Cheeks as red as any …