| Blues I am lazy, the laziest |
| The Telephonist I had my order. Not of the choirs |
| The World is Too Much With Us The world is too much with us; late and soon, |
| Po' Boy Blues When I was home de |
| The Unknown Citizen He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be |
| Hay for the Horses He had driven half the night |
| The Orange Bears The Orange bears with soft friendly eyes |
| Coming Close Take this quiet woman, she has been |
| The Whistle The seven o'clock whistle |
| Personals Some nights I sleep with my dress on. My teeth |
| A Red Palm You're in this dream of cotton plants |
| Testament I give the undertakers permission to haul my body |
| On Quitting How much grit do you think you've got |
| The Debt This is the debt I pay |