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Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XXI n.p.: The queen of Minnie Street became a bride, And that bad actor, Murphy, by her side.at bad actor (n.) under bad, adj.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XXI n.p.: The queen of Minnie Street became a bride, And that bad actor, Murphy, by her side. Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIII n.p.: If I were smooth as eels and slick as soap, A baked-wind expert, jolly with my clack.at baked wind, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIX n.p.: The more my sourballed murmur, since I’ve seen [...] Mame and Murphy, diked to suit the part, And clinching fins in public, heart-to-heart.at sour-balled, adj.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XI n.p.: Can you not see that Murphy’s handy spiel is cheap balloon juice of a Blarney brew.at balloon juice (n.) under balloon, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XX n.p.: ’Twas there before the Rainbow Club that Mame Bawled herself out as Murphy’s finansy.at bawl out, v.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum V n.p.: Last night – ah! yesternight – I flagged my queen [...] I up and braced her, breezy as a gale.at brace, v.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VI n.p.: That brick-topped Murphy, fourteen dollar jay.at bricktop (n.) under brick, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VIII n.p.: But spite of bug-wheels in my cocoa tree, The trade in lager beer is still a-humming.at have bugs (in the head) (v.) under bug, n.4
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum Introd. n.p.: The better known modern synonym for brain, ‘bug-house’.at bughouse, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XI n.p.: Love has put your optics on the bum.at on the bum (adj.) under bum, adj.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XVIII n.p.: Sleep, like a bunco artist, rubbed it in, Sold me his ten-cent oil stocks, though he knew It was a Kosher trick to take the tin.at bunco artist (n.) under bunco, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XVI n.p.: Gum Drop: Your tanglefoot has got my game, I’m stuck so tight you cannot shake your catch [...] So wont you join me in a tie-up match? If you’ll talk business, I’m your lemon pie.at talk business (v.) under business, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VIII: I sometimes think that I am not so good [...] That Fate has given me the calm go-by.at give someone/something the go-by (v.) under go-by, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VI n.p.: See how that Murphy cake-walks in his pride.at cakewalk, v.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum X n.p.: So am I now small change in Mamie’s scorn.at small change, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum III n.p.: Then I shall strive and be the great main squeeze, The warm gazook, the only on the bunch, The Oklahoma wonder, the whole cheese.at whole cheese, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIII n.p.: If I were smooth as eels and slick as soap, A baked-wind expert, jolly with my clack.at clack, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum V 19: Brick Murphy butted in between, Rushing my funny song-and-dance to jail, My syncopated con-talk no avail.at con talk (n.) under con, n.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XX n.p.: All the chronic glad hand-claspers came To copper invites for the wedding day.at copper, v.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIX n.p.: The more my sourballed murmur, since I’ve seen [...] Mame and Murphy, diked to suit the part, And clinching fins in public, heart-to-heart.at diked up, adj.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum IV n.p.: I got the dinky dink.at dinky-dink, n.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VI n.p.: Rubber, thou scab! Don’t throw on so much spaniel!at put on (the) dog (v.) under dog, n.2
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIII n.p.: Still might I throw a duck-fit in my hope [...] To get my Mamie in my private sack.at throw a duck fit (v.) under duck fit, n.
‘Prologue’ in Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum n.p.: Brain-fag wrecks who want to keep it dark Just why their crop of thinks is running small.at brain fag (n.) under fag, n.2
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum V n.p.: Last night – ah! yesternight – I flagged my queen [...] I up and braced her, breezy as a gale.at flag, v.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIII n.p.: She could flag some Handsome Hank and slope.at flag, v.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum VIII n.p.: I sometimes think I am not so good, That there are foxier, warmer babes than I.at foxy, adj.1
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum XIX n.p.: My soul is quite a worn and frazzled rag.at frazzled, adj.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum II n.p.: On the deal level I am sore of heart, For nifty Mame has frosted me complete.at frost, v.
Love Sonnets of a Hoodlum III n.p.: Then I shall strive and be the great main squeeze, The warm gazook, the only on the bunch.at gazook, n.
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