The Push (C J Dennis Poems)
Becos a crook done in a prince, an' narked an Emperor, An' struck a light that set the world aflame;Becos ...
Becos a crook done in a prince, an' narked an Emperor, An' struck a light that set the world aflame;Becos ...
If ole Pharaoh, King of Egyp', 'ad been gazin' on the scene 'E'd' ave give the A.I.F. a narsty nameWhen ...
A month ago the world grew grey fer me; A month ago the light went out fer Rose.To 'er they ...
'E wears perjarmer soots an' cleans 'is teeth, That's wot I reads. It fairly knocked me flat,"Me soljer cobber, be ...
An'—wilt—yeh—take—this—woman—fer—to—be Yer—wedded—wife?— . . . O, strike me! Will I wot?Take 'er? Doreen? 'E stan's there arstin' me! As if ...
See, I'm writin' to Mick as a bloke to a bloke - To a cobber o' mine at the front ...
Jist to intraj'uice me cobber, an 'is name is Ginger Mick -A rorty boy, a naughty boy, wiv rude impressions ...
Ho! the sky's as blue as blazes an' the sun is shinin' bright, An' the dicky birds is singin' over'ead,An' ...
Now, when a bloke 'e cracks a bloke fer insults to a skirt, An' wrecks a joint to square a ...
She sung a song; an' I sat silent there,Wiv bofe 'ands grippin' 'ard on me chair; Me 'eart, that yesterdee ...
I got no time fer wasters, lad, sez 'e, "Give me a man wiv grit," sez Uncle Jim.'E bores 'is ...
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 ...
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
(Compiled by the Sentimental Bloke)I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,I ...
This ev'nin' I was sittin' wiv Doreen, Peaceful an' 'appy wiv the day's work done,Watchin', be'ind the orchard's bonzer green, ...
Young friend, 'e sez . . . Young friend! Well, spare me days! Yeh'd think I wus 'is own white ...
'E wouldn't play the flute; the sulky cow. An', after all the trouble that we tookTo try an' cheer,'is spirits ...
'We are 'ere met togetherin this momentous hower,Ter lick th' bankers' dirty bootsan' keep the Bank in power.'We are 'ere ...
I'm gatherin' flowers by the wayside to lay on the grave of Bill; I've sneaked away from the billet, 'cause ...
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