Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
C J Dennis Poems on Fairness (55 Poems)
The Rhymes of Sym (C J Dennis Poems)
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
The Kid (C J Dennis Poems)
My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long; ...
The Stones of Gosh (C J Dennis Poems)
Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh, In the end of the year umteen;Of the Glugs of ...
The Swanks of Gosh (C J Dennis Poems)
Come mourn with me for the land of Gosh, Oh, weep with me for the luckless GlugsOf the land of ...
Emily Ann (C J Dennis Poems)
Government muddles, departments dazed,Fear and confusion wherever he gazed; Order insulted, authority spurned, Dread and distraction wherever he turned -Oh, ...
The Stror ‘At Coot (C J Dennis Poems)
Ar, wimmin! Wot a blinded fool I've been! I arsts meself, wot else could I ixpeck?I done me block complete ...
The Martyred Democrat (C J Dennis Poems)
(Begin breezily):In Lady Lusher's drawing-room, where float the strains of ...
The End of Joi (C J Dennis Poems)
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
A Freak of Spring (C J Dennis Poems)
At any other time of yearIt might have passed, but Spring is queer. He says somethin' - I dunno - ...
The Play (C J Dennis Poems)
Wot's in a name? — she sez . . . An' then she sighs, An' clasps 'er little 'ands, an' ...
The Also-Ran (C J Dennis Poems)
I know I'm dull. I know I got a brain That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air.I don't arst for bokays: ...
Red Robin (C J Dennis Poems)
Hi, it's a funny world! This mornin' when I wokeI saw red robin on the fence, an' heard the words ...
The Wooer (C J Dennis Poems)
I nearly fell fair in my tracks.I'm trudgin' homeward with my axe When I come on her suddenly. "I wonder ...
Logic and Spotted Dog (C J Dennis Poems)
Unless you 'ide that axe, she sez, "'E'll 'urt 'imself reel bad.An' after all - Now, Bill, don't cry! - ...
Narcissus (C J Dennis Poems)
A man's a mug. I've worked the 'ole thing out To-day, down in the orchard where I sat ...
The Siren (C J Dennis Poems)
She sung a song; an' I sat silent there,Wiv bofe 'ands grippin' 'ard on me chair; Me 'eart, that yesterdee ...
Old Bob Blair (C J Dennis Poems)
I got so down to it last night, With longin' for what could not be,That nothin' in the world seemed ...
The Woes of Bill (C J Dennis Poems)
Once upon a recent even, as I lay in fitful slumber,Weaving dreams and seeing visions vague and utterly absurd,Suddenly I ...
Dad (C J Dennis Poems)
I've knowed ole Flood this last five year or more;I knoo 'im when 'is Syd went to the war. A ...
The Bar-Room Patriot (C J Dennis Poems)
Why, 'ow's she goin', Bill, ole sport? I thort I knoo your dile!My oath! You look the proper sort! That ...
Fust Mate Joe (C J Dennis Poems)
'E's a tough ole salt, With a 'ide well tanned, ...
The Faithless Fantods (C J Dennis Poems)
Bill Barcoo was a station 'and - 'e was a station 'and, And grafted all the year like Pharaoh's Jews.But ...
Washing Day (C J Dennis Poems)
The little gipsy vi'lits, they wus peepin' thro' the greenAs she come walkin' in the grass, me little wife, Doreen. ...
Half a Man (C J Dennis Poems)
I wash me 'ands uv 'im, I tells 'em straight. "You women can do wot yeh dash well like.I leave ...
‘I Dips me Lid’ (C J Dennis Poems)
Young sir, 'E sez . . . Like that . . . It made me feelRomantic like, as if me ...
A Square Deal (C J Dennis Poems)
Dreamin'? I sez to Digger Smith. "Buck up, ole sport, an' smile.Ain't there enough uv joy to-dayTo drive the bogey ...
Pilot Cove (C J Dennis Poems)
Young friend, 'e sez . . . Young friend! Well, spare me days! Yeh'd think I wus 'is own white ...
Murray’s Ride (C J Dennis Poems)
I seldom get to hatin' men, nor had much cause to hate;To me, it just a foolish game to play, ...
Armistice: To His Dead Cobber From The Sentimental Bloke (C J Dennis Poems)
I'm sittin' 'ere, Mick - sittin' 'ere today, Feelin' 'arf glum, 'arf sorter - reverent, Thinkin' strange, crooked thorts of ...