Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
Dear Jock, - Like some aul' cairter's mear I'm foonert i' the feet,An' oxter-staffs are feckless things fan a' the ...
Jist to intraj'uice me cobber, an 'is name is Ginger Mick -A rorty boy, a naughty boy, wiv rude impressions ...
Now, be the Hokey Fly! sez Peter Begg."Suppose 'e comes 'ome with a wooden leg. Suppose 'e isn't fit to ...
'Oo is that girl, sez Digger Smith,That never seems to bother with No blokes: the bint with curly 'air? I've ...
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh,We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O gosh!He ...
Coom all you cutlin' heroes, where'ersome'er you be, All you what works at flat-backs, coom listen unto me; ...
I had written him a letter which I had for want of betterKnowledge given to a partner by the name ...
The cowboy ain't no dandyWhen it comes to wearin' clo'es;But when he trails to the city,He'll go as other folks ...
You may talk of stylish raiment, You may boast your broadcloth fine,And the price you gave in payment ...
'We are 'ere met togetherin this momentous hower,Ter lick th' bankers' dirty bootsan' keep the Bank in power.'We are 'ere ...
This tree has two million and seventy-five thousand leaves. Perhaps I missed a leaf or two but I do feel ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
Neutrinos do zip but swap back and forth into each other, much like Rosypoop and Guildendoo do. For years it ...
O DEATH, had'st thou but spar'd his life, Whom we this day lament, We freely wad exchanged the wife, And ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
1 AS I sat alone, by blue Ontario's shore, As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return'd, ...
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
Give me a cabin in the woods Where not a human soul intrudes; Where I can sit beside a stream ...
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