Ellis Parker Butler
Ellis Parker Butler was an American author.
Butler was born in Muscatine, Iowa. He was the author of more than 30 books and more than 2,000 stories and essays, and is most famous for his short story "Pigs is Pigs", in which a bureaucratic stationmaster insists on levying the livestock rate for a shipment of two pet guinea pigs, which soon start proliferating geometrically.
Working from his home in Flushing (Queens) New York, Butler was—by every measure and by many times—the most published author of the pulp fiction era. Amongst others he wrote twenty-five stories to Woman's Home Companion between 1906 and 1935. The stories in the Companion... more »
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Ellis Parker Butler Poems
She plucked a blossom fair to see; Upon my coat I let her pin it; And thus we stood beneath the tree A minute.
A Lost Angel
When first we met she seemed so white I feared her; As one might near a spirit bright
Whene’er I feed the barnyard folk My gentle soul is vexed; My sensibilities are torn
Why I Went To The Foot
Was ever a maiden so worried? I’ll admit I am partial to Jim, For Jimmie has promised to wed me When I’m old enough to wed him.
Good - Better - Best
When young, in tones quite positive I said, "The world shall see That I can keep myself from sin; A good man I will be."
The Ballad Of A Bachelor
Listen, ladies, while I sing The ballad of John Henry King. John Henry was a bachelor,
A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister
A Scotchman whose name was Isbister Had a maiden giraffe he called 'sister' When she said 'Oh, be mine, Be my sweet Valentine!'
A St. Valentine’s Day Tragedy
Oh! Montmorency Vere de Vere, To think that one I held so dear Should use a base deceiver’s art To trifle with my loving heart.
Ho, ye lovers, list to me; Warning words have I for thee: Give ye heed, hefore ye wed, To this thing Sir Chaucer said:
Why Washington Retreated
1775 Said Congress to George Washington: "To set this country free,
The Golf Walk
Behold, my child, this touching scene, The golfer on the golfing-green; Pray mark his legs’ uncanny swing, The golf-walk is a gruesome thing!
Jabed Meeker, Humorist
Twain? Oh, yes, I’ve heard Mark Twain Heard him down to Pleasant Plain; Funny? Yes, I guess so. Folks Seemed to laugh loud at his jokes—
O wonderful! In sport we climbed the tree, Eager and laughing, as in all our play, To see the eggs where, in the nest, they lay,
How'd You Like It?
Well, then! How'd you like to bear the name of Butler As an honor badge eight centuries at least, And then have the Prohibitionists inform you
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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She plucked a blossom fair to see;
Upon my coat I let her pin it;
And thus we stood beneath the tree
She turned her smiling face to me;
I saw a roguish sweetness in it;
I kissed her once;—it took, maybe,
The time was paltry, you’ll agree;
It took but little to begin it;
But since my heart has not been free