Lawrence Hall
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Joey
A Joey is a baby kangaroo
He first begins to hop at the age of two
Or maybe even earlier; who can know?
But what a happy, hopping, happening show!
He hops and hops and flops all over the floor
And then he hops right out the wide front door
To hop around the lawn and leafy trees
And hop right past some buzzing busy bees
What marvelous, magical hopping powers!
He hops all through the sunlit summer hours
Until it’s time for bath and book and bed
When hopping dreams hop through his sleepy
head
And of this tale, what is the hoppiest part?
Our little Joey hops - into my heart
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The former address, "reactionary drivel," was a P. G. Wodehouse gag that few ever understood to be a mildly self-deprecating joke. Drivel, perhaps, but not reactionary. Neither the Red Caps nor the Reds ever got it.
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Dispatches from the Colonial Office
Lawrence's latest book, Dispatches from the Colonial Office, about teaching in a community college, is available, along with Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, Don't Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, and The Road to Magdalena, from Amazon.com both as a Kindle and as bits of dead tree.
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- Colonel Mustard, Miss Scarlett, and Donald Trump
- The Joyful Mysteries - Meditations for a Young Man
- Cigar Boxes
- Scrambled Eggs in Rainwater
- Mad Dogs and Mourning Doves
- A Course of Study
- A Working Knowledge of Bed Frames
- Life Begins at 111
- THE Calculus
- Canada Day? Just One?
- Dialogue Not Heard in Casablanca
- With True Prayers
- Children and Books
- "With a Clear View of the Southern Sky"
- Tainopsis
- Script for the Hourly News
- Matins and Lauds and Cats
- A Few More Little Poems
- Je Suis Dust Jacket
- The Revolution
- Adjective Childhood Pity
- Save the Date
- Martinmas
- Does This Machine Kill Fascists?
- The Privileged Patriarchal Postcolonial Boy
- Some More Short Poems
- The Mild Ones
- Had Byron Lived a Few Years Longer
- Song of Comrade Photocopier Operator
- Instructions to the Chauffeur
- Sola Scriptura
- Pursued by Hallway Gideons
- A Subversive Priest
- Triptych for a Dipstych
- Pilgrimage Along the A1
- A Few Frivolous Poems
- Bill Kristol Disapproves of Baby Boomers
- The Indictment of Beowulf
- Somewhat Annoying Dan McGrew
- Three Short Poems
- The End of the World - There are Crumbs all Over Y...
- Even the Frogs are Plotting Against Us
- A Bucketful of Short Poems
- Feles Arcana
- Advent at the Dollar Store
- Haiku for Autumn
- Existential Identity Crisis in the Student Commons
- Three Short Poems from Viet-Nam
- The First Day of Summer
- Geriatric Park
- Some Aspects of Popular Culture in Couplets
- Freshman Year on the G.I. Bill
- Joey
- And Even More Things People Never Say
- NIGHT OF TERROR ABOARD DOOMED AIRCRAFT!!!!!!
- We'll Always Have Hagen-Daz - Yet More Things Peop...
- Hey, We've Still got That Other Ice Cream - Yet Mo...
- Dialogue You Never Hear in Cowboy Movies
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About This Not-Really Reactionary
- Lawrence Hall, HSG
- Y'r 'umble scrivener knows how to milk cows (altho' he long ago swore to own no livestock larger than dachshunds), build fences, clear brush, and cut firewood. After 18 months in Viet-Nam and Cambodia he worked his way through university as an ambulance driver, nurses' aide, and then LVN. BA in History, University of San Diego, 1976; MEd, Stephen F. Austin State University, 1984; MA in English, Stephen F. Austin State University, 2002. He also taught school, but that makes him a class (no pun) enemy just now. He has been rejected by some of the finest publishing houses in America.
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