Arthur Guiterman
Arthur Guiterman
Arthur Guitermanwas an American writer best known for his humorous poems...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionComedian
Date of Birth20 November 1871
CountryUnited States of America
sex science complexes
Amoebas at the start Were not complex; They tore themselves apart And started Sex.
nature rose thorns
What one approves , another scorns, And thus his nature each discloses: You find the rosebush full of thorns, I find the thornbush full of roses.
rain cat sneezing
The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!
leadership men criticism
The stones that critics hurl with harsh intent, a man may use to build his monument.
thinking-of-you men waiting
A Man consumes the Time you make him Wait In thinking of your Faults-so don't be late!
flower cities people
It's lovely having grass and trees and flowers(Of course, at times, mosquitoes are a pest).Yes, life is life out here in Rangely Towers(Of course Some People like the city best)!
bust feared great hug known mighty potent sword whose
The tusks that clashed in mighty brawls Of mastodons, are billiard balls. The sword of Charlemagne the Just Is ferric oxide, known as rust. The grizzly bear, whose potent hug Was feared by all, is now a rug. Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf, And I don't feel so well myself.
handle loved whom
The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, may be respected, but never loved
failure errors admitting
Admitting errors clears the score and proves you wiser than before.
coffee boys college
First dentistry was painless. Then bicycles were chainless, Carriages were horseless, And many laws enforceless. Next cookery was fireless, Telegraphy was wireless, Cigars were nicotineless, And coffee caffeineless. Soon oranges were seedless, The putting green was weedless, The college boy was hatless, The proper diet fatless. New motor roads are dustless, The latest steel is rustless, Our tennis courts are sodless, Our new religion--godless.
thanksgiving song heart
So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.
dog loss sight
Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin Is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.
greetings indigestion
Don't tell your friends about your indigestion. "How are you" is a greeting, not a question.