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 Fool (65 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 Debate (C J Dennis Poems)
He was a Glug of simple charm;He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fell On all ...
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 ...
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 ...
Dummy Bridge (C J Dennis Poems)
If I'd 'a' played me Jack on that there Ten Sez Peter Begg, "I might 'a' made the lot.""'Ow could ...
The Seer (C J Dennis Poems)
Somewhere or other, 'tis doubtful where,In the archives of Gosh is a volume rare, A precious old classic that nobody ...
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, ...
‘A Gallant Gentleman’ (C J Dennis Poems)
A month ago the world grew grey fer me; A month ago the light went out fer Rose.To 'er they ...
The Faltering Knight (C J Dennis Poems)
It knocks me can in, this ere game uv life, A bloke gets born, grows up, looks round fer ...
Ginger’s Cobber (C J Dennis Poems)
'E wears perjarmer soots an' cleans 'is teeth, That's wot I reads. It fairly knocked me flat,"Me soljer cobber, be ...
The Growth of Sym (C J Dennis Poems)
Now Sym was a Glug; and 'tis mentioned soThat the tale reads perfectly plain as we go. In his veins ...
The Calm (C J Dennis Poems)
Brothers, have you observed the calm?Even the leaves of that symbolic palmThat denotes peace, political and otherwise, are scarcely stirredBy ...
Joi, The Glug (C J Dennis Poems)
The Glugs abide in a far, far landThat is partly pebbles and stones and sand, But mainly earth of a ...
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 Knight’s Return (C J Dennis Poems)
The conq'rin' 'ero! Me? Yes, I don't think. This mornin' when I catch the train fer 'ome,It's far more ...
The Little Red Dog (C J Dennis Poems)
The Glugs still live in the land of Gosh,Under the rule of the great King Splosh. And they climb the ...
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 - ...
Wheat (C J Dennis Poems)
Sowin' things an' growin' things, an' watchin' of 'em grow;That's the game, my father said, an' father ought to know."Settin' ...
The Ballad of Bill’s Breeches (C J Dennis Poems)
Once on a time, a party by the name of Mr. BULLDiscovered that with many schemes his hands were pretty ...
The Philistine (C J Dennis Poems)
Smith is a very stupid man; He lives next door to me;He has no settled scheme or plan ...
The Great God Guff (C J Dennis Poems)
There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understandThis is just a little fable of a non-existent ...
The Mendicants (C J Dennis Poems)
Charity, Charity - parson and priest Ever in church and in chapel have taught -"Give ye in charity e'en to ...
Culture and Cops (C J Dennis Poems)
Five nights agone I lay at rest On my suburban couch.My trousers on the bedpost hung, Red gold within their ...
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 ...
A Ballad for Elderly Kids (C J Dennis Poems)
Now this is the ballad of Jeremy Jones, And likewise of Bobadil Brown,Of the Snooks and the Snaggers and Macs ...
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 ...
Vi’lits (C J Dennis Poems)
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...