A Letter to the Front (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
when your mother can rise from her placeon the pew during the early service,early enough that the sun barely fills ...
As awm sittin enjoyin mi pipe, An tooastin mi shins beside th' hob,Aw find ther's a harvest quite ripe, O' thowts stoored ...
Meantime, Arbaces with his captains sat, Anxiously waiting. Wherefore came not back Their heralds, was the wonder: but the truth ...
It was n't kid stakes. I 'ad no crook lurk To act deceivin', or to treat 'er mean.I'm old enough ...
Ah, wot's the use? she sez. "Lea' me alone! Why can't I go to 'ell in my own way?I never ...
Women is strange. You take my tip; I'm wise. I know enough to know I'll never knowThe 'uman female ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
Young sir, 'E sez . . . Like that . . . It made me feelRomantic like, as if me ...
Why stone the crows! 'e sez. "I like 'er style, But alwiz, some'ow, women 'ave appearedSet fer to 'old me ...
VONCE oopon a dimes, goot vhile afder der var vas ofer, der Herr Breitmann vent oud Vest, drafellin' apout like ...
I. A palace, and a king within;- Hail, potent monarch! Hail, King Gin! Open stands his palace door; Ready access ...
That's his saddle on the tie-beam, And them's his spurs up thereOn the wall-plate over yonder — ...
I geet up a-milkin' this mornin',- I geet up afore it wur leet;I ne'er slept a minute for ...
Has eawr Jammy bin here to-neet?Oh! theaw'rt theer, theau great drunken slotchIt's strange if au nowt elze to doBo' ha' ...
Said Austria,--"You murderous Serb, You the peace of all Europe disturb; Get down on your ...
Jone, lad, though thi hond's Like reawsty iron to feel,There's very few i'th lond Aw like to gripe ...
There's a fellow on the station(He dropped in on a call,Just casual-to stay a pleasant week),He's a banker's near relation,Strongly ...
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
Said Lenin's ghost to Stalin's ghost: "Mate with me in the Tomb; Then day by day the rancid host May ...
Scene: Federal Political Arena A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling. Enter the three witches. 1ST WITCH: Thrice ...
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