Paddy Malone in Australia (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
Och ! my name's Pat Malone, and I'm from Tipperary. Sure, I don't know it now, I'm so ...
Och ! my name's Pat Malone, and I'm from Tipperary. Sure, I don't know it now, I'm so ...
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat; Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys ...
I've seen so much uv dirt an' grime I'm mad to 'ave things clean.I've seen so much uv death," 'e ...
I've seen so much uv dirt an' grime I'm mad to 'ave things clean.I've seen so much uv death, ...
Dreamin'? I sez to Digger Smith. "Buck up, ole sport, an' smile.Ain't there enough uv joy to-dayTo drive the bogey ...
Why do they do it? I dunno, Sez Digger Smith. "Yeh got me beat.Some uv the yarns yeh 'ear is ...
Why stone the crows! 'e sez. "I like 'er style, But alwiz, some'ow, women 'ave appearedSet fer to 'old me ...
I'm sittin' 'ere, Mick - sittin' 'ere today, Feelin' 'arf glum, 'arf sorter - reverent, Thinkin' strange, crooked thorts of ...
I wondered wot was doin'. First I seenOle Missus Flood wave signals to Doreen. I'm in the paddick slashin' down ...
This is the yarn that M'Larty told by the brazier fire,Where over the mud-filled trenches the star-shells blaze and expire ...
Did you ever meet Bert? 'E's all over the town, In offices, shops an' in various places, Cocky an' ...
I got the oil: too right. A cove called Shane. Yes; ole Bill Shane. You've 'eard of 'im, of course.Big ...
Before we take an auto ride Pa says to Ma: "My dear,Now just remember I don't need suggestions from the ...
This Cen-TEEN-ary, sez 'e --Sez I, "You'll pardon me." (Perlite, like that, first off, and 'arf in laughter)."You'll pardon me, ...
Look 'ere. I'll bet a 'arf-a-crown To anythink you like to name (said Bushy Bill),If country fellers went to town,An' ...
In from the seaLone as could be,Who should I meet with but Billy Magee --Billy MageeAs was shipmates with meOnce ...
Unlearned I in ornithology-- All I know about the birdsIs a bunch of etymology, Just a lot of high--flown words.Is ...
Soldier, are you afraid of the things to come?Do you dream of the dawn-and the cold sea's heave—And the guns' ...
"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your ...
I'm lyin' on the barren ground that's baked and cracked with drought, And dunno if my legs or back or ...
That deaf old man With his hand to his ear-- His hand to hi head stood out like a shell, ...
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