This country is o’erran by trusts
And each within its sphere adjusts
Production and the price of that
Which it controls, not caring what
The people it plucks may say
For trusts possess the right of way
On all our great commercial trails
To crush the slow industrial snails
The trusts economy is seen
In big combines which seal the doom
Of those who live half way between.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Epitaph on William Hood, Senior by Robert Burns
- Альфред де Мюссе – Прости
- Алексей Толстой – Слепой
- Stanzas. In A Drear-Nighted December poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: Address To The Deil:
- The Neophyte poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Poetic Abbreviations, Poetry Abbreviations
- Prologue, spoken by Mr. Woods at Edinburgh by Robert Burns
- Crapulous Impression poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- When the Walls Were White by Noele Martin
- A New Song by Thomas Chatterton
- The Hyaenas by Rudyard Kipling
- Lucky by Thomas Lux
- A Poem Of Love by Walter William Safar
- Sonnet II: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow by William Shakespeare
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
