Odyssey (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
It's all very well these 'ere blessed flim-flammers — These 'ere bloomin' OMERS an' suchlikeWritin' books about the ol' ...
Poems about drinkin (21 Poems)
The Laverock (George MacDonald Poems)
The Man says:Laverock i' the lift,Hae ye nae sang-thrift,'At ye scatter 't sae heigh, and lat it a' drift?Wasterfu laverock!Dinna ...
While Takin’ A Wift O’ My Pipe (Edwin Waugh Poems)
While takin' a wift o' my pipe tother neet, A thowt trickled into my pate,That sulkin' becose everything isn't ...
Mutton (C J Dennis Poems)
In the everlasting summer, when the town is limp with heat,and the asphalt of the footpath curls your boots and ...
Owd Pinder (Edwin Waugh Poems)
"OWD PINDER were a rackless foo, An' spent his days i' spreein'; At th' end ov every drinkin'-do, ...
Roundup Lullaby (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
Desert blue and silver in the still moonshine,Coyote yappin' lazy on the hill,Sleepy winks of lightnin' down the far sky ...
Fiddlah Ike (Fenton Johnson Poems)
1.Oh' Fiddlah Ike's a-playin' to de moonErbout his wife dat died away las' June.He play de saddes' tune in all ...
Back To Hilo (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
There's a dark an' dirty wineshop on a waterfront I know,An' a cross-eyed Dago keeps it — or he kep' ...
A Habit (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
Now most old cow punchers don't take off their hat,They nacherlly wear 'em wherever they're at.There ain't nothin' he really ...
Drinkin’ Water (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
When a feller once comes to a pond or a tank,It is better to ride out a ways from the ...
Oonts (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire? It isn't standin' up to charge nor lyin' ...
Mulholland’s Contract (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, An' the pens broke up on the ...
Danny Deever (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade. "To turn you out, to turn you out", the Colour-Sergeant said. "What ...
272. Song-My Love she’s but a Lassie yet (Robert Burns Poems)
MY love, she's but a lassie yet, My love, she's but a lassie yet; We'll let her stand a year ...
520. Ballad on Mr. Heron’s Election-No. 3 (Robert Burns Poems)
'TWAS in the seventeen hunder year O' grace, and ninety-five, That year I was the wae'est man Of ony man ...
41. Epistle to John Rankine (Robert Burns Poems)
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
84. Address to the Deil (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
68. The Holy Fair (Robert Burns Poems)
UPON 1 a simmer Sunday morn When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff ...
Missis Moriarty’s Boy (Robert William Service Poems)
Missis Moriarty called last week, and says she to me, says she: "Sure the heart of me's broken entirely now ...
The City of Dreadful Thirst (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke-- "They say we folks in Narromine are narrow-minded folk. But ...
A Ballad of Ducks (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The railway rattled and roared and swung With jolting and bumping trucks. The sun, like a billiard red ball, hung ...