Our First Fire-Crackers (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
O you boys grown gray and bearded, you that used ter chum with meIn that lazy little village down beside ...
O you boys grown gray and bearded, you that used ter chum with meIn that lazy little village down beside ...
You 'll be wonderin' whut 's de reason I 's a grinnin' all de time, An' I guess you t'ink my sperits Mus' ...
(A Warning)'Simmons ripenin' in de fall,You better run,Brudder 'Possum, run!Mockin' bird commence to call,You better run, Brudder 'Possum, git out ...
Fairest lass amang the monny, Hair as black as raven, O.Net another lass as bonny, Lives i'th' dales ov Craven, O.City lasses ...
Win' a-blowin' gentle so de san' lay low, San' a little heavy f'om de rain, All de pa'ms a-wavin' an' a-weavin' slow, Sighin' ...
No, dere ain't no use er workin' in de blazin' summertime,Whin de fruit hab filled de orchard, an' de burries ...
One minute we was laughin, me an' Ted,The next, he lay beside me grinnin' - dead.'There's nothin' to report, ' ...
It was n't kid stakes. I 'ad no crook lurk To act deceivin', or to treat 'er mean.I'm old enough ...
Blokes ~ 'ErbDo you know 'Erb? Now, there's a dinkum sport. If football's on your mind, why, 'Erb's the sort ...
A month ago the world grew grey fer me; A month ago the light went out fer Rose.To 'er they ...
'Eroes? Orright. You 'ave it 'ow yeh like. Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;But not too much ...
Sowin' things an' growin' things, an' watchin' of 'em grow;That's the game, my father said, an' father ought to know."Settin' ...
Now, be the Hokey Fly! sez Peter Begg."Suppose 'e comes 'ome with a wooden leg. Suppose 'e isn't fit to ...
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
'E calls me Digger; that's 'ow 'e begins.'E sez 'e's only 'arf a man; an' grins. Judged be 'is nerve, ...
The little gipsy vi'lits, they wus peepin' thro' the greenAs she come walkin' in the grass, me little wife, Doreen. ...
Did you ever meet Bert? 'E's all over the town, In offices, shops an' in various places, Cocky an' ...
By gar! I tell-a you, t'ings don't stop Since da war he come wit' a rush,When Nicko, da boss at ...
Tuggin' at your bottle, An' it's O, you're mighty sweet!Just a bunch of dimples From your top-knot to your feet,Lying ...
You call yourself a man, For all you used to swear, An' Leave me, as you can, My certain shame ...
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories