A Spring Song (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat;Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys o' ...
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat;Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys o' ...
If ole Pharaoh, King of Egyp', 'ad been gazin' on the scene 'E'd' ave give the A.I.F. a narsty nameWhen ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
I've crawled; I've eaten dirt; I've lied a treat;I've dodged the cops an' led a double life;I've readied up wild ...
Before the war, she sighs. "Before the war." Then blinks 'er eyes, an' tries to work a smile."Ole scenes," she ...
Ah, wot's the use? she sez. "Lea' me alone! Why can't I go to 'ell in my own way?I never ...
Jist 'ere it gripped me, on a sudden, like a red-'ot knife.I wus diggin' in the garden, talkin' pleasant to ...
Unless you 'ide that axe, she sez, "'E'll 'urt 'imself reel bad.An' after all - Now, Bill, don't cry! - ...
She sung a song; an' I sat silent there,Wiv bofe 'ands grippin' 'ard on me chair; Me 'eart, that yesterdee ...
'Eroes? Orright. You 'ave it 'ow yeh like. Throw up yer little 'at an' come the glad;But not too much ...
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
Ten mile in twenty minutes! 'E done it, sir. That's true.The big bay 'orse in the further stall--the one wot's ...
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
She never nagged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could ...
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat; Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys ...
I got dreamin' that a message come in some mysterious way From one ole pal of mine, gone West this ...
It came upon us sudden; six solid hours it blewAs if a thousand devils had gallivanted throughThe portholes of Perdition; ...
I slung me khaki suit to-day. Civilian now front heel to chin I 'op round on a single ...
Easy does it - bit o' trench 'ere,Mind that blinkin' bit o' wire,There's a shell 'ole on your left there,Lift ...
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get ...
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
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