The Intro (C J Dennis Poems)
'Er name's Doreen…Well spare me bloomin' days!You could er knocked me down wiv 'arf a brick! Yes, me, that kids ...
'Er name's Doreen…Well spare me bloomin' days!You could er knocked me down wiv 'arf a brick! Yes, me, that kids ...
Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt, An' wrecks a joint to square a ...
'Oo is that girl, sez Digger Smith,That never seems to bother with No blokes: the bint with curly 'air? I've ...
Wot price ole Ginger Mick? 'E's done a break - Gone to the flamin' war to stoush the foe.Wus it ...
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
My dear ladies - that is to say, those of you who may happen inadvertently to glance through this ...
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat; Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys ...
Friend, by the way you hump yourself you're from the States, I know, And born in old Mizzourah, where the ...
The old man sat upon his swag his eyes were red and bleared.I doubt he'd had a wash for days ...
Righto!I'll give the game a go.They say I should be circumspect; but I don't care a hang.I'll bangThe cows in ...
Dear, damn'd distracting town, farewell!Thy fools no more I'll tease:This year in peace, ye critics, dwell,Ye harlots, sleep at ease!Soft ...
'E passes by, each day, at ten - A bottle-shouldered yidWot looks as if 'e pushed a pen An' drawes ...
A Grand attempt some Amazonian DamesContrive whereby to glorify their names,A Ruff for Boston Neck of mud and turfe,Reaching from ...
A woman's work is never done, Said she."From dawn to setting of the sun," Said she."I toil and moil and ...
The Queen of Hearts she made some tarts all on a summer's day;The Knave of Hearts he stole the tarts ...
Come, Anthea, let us two Go to feast, as others do: Tarts and custards, creams and cakes, Are the junkets ...
The new candle tarts, ready for the winter season shared by the shopper yesterday, the fruits of her labor, presented ...
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
What conversazzhyonies wuz I really did not know, For that, you must remember, wuz a powerful spell ago; The camp ...
Sorry, I almost forgot, but I don't think Its worth the effort to become a Carcanet poet With my mug-shot ...
Cold frosty mornings Ice on window pain Huddle under coats keep the warmth in Tiptoe down the stairs all quiet ...
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