The Kid (C J Dennis Poems)
My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long; ...
C J Dennis Poems on Madness (50 Poems)
Rabbits (C J Dennis Poems)
Ar! Gimme fights wiv foeman I kin see, To upper-cut an' wallop on the jor.Life in a burrer ain't no ...
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 ...
A Few Remarks on Goats, Asses and the Dead Hand (C J Dennis Poems)
I don't mind kings and dukes and things; I don't mind wigs or maces;I don't mind crowns or robes or ...
Introduction: Rose of Spadgers (C J Dennis Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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: ...
Swingin’ Douglas (C J Dennis Poems)
There's a breeze about the mountains, it is singin' in the treesA song to mock the little men who chose ...
In Spadger’s Lane (C J Dennis Poems)
Ole Mother Moon 'oo yanks 'er beamin' dile Acrost the sky when we've grown sick o' day,She's like some fat ...
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 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 ...
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 Philistine (C J Dennis Poems)
Smith is a very stupid man; He lives next door to me;He has no settled scheme or plan ...
Fust Mate Joe (C J Dennis Poems)
'E's a tough ole salt, With a 'ide well tanned, ...
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 ...
The Long Road Home (C J Dennis Poems)
When I go back from Billy's place I always have to roamThe mazy road, the crazy road that leads the ...
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, ...
Hopeful Hawkins (C J Dennis Poems)
Hawkins wasn't in the swim at all in Dingo Flat, And to bait him was our chiefest form of ...
The Candid Candidate (C J Dennis Poems)
Alfred Ebenezer Jackson was a very earnest man,Who aspired to be a statesman, and he consequently ranAt a general election ...
Cherry (C J Dennis Poems)
Some I got with amber stems an' some with silver bands,Bent ones an' straight ones an' all sorts o' brands.A ...
In The Doldrums (C J Dennis Poems)
Friends!Have you, too, noticed that calm which descendsUpon affairs today?Search as we may,The papers have few things indeed to sayOf ...
Goophic Phantasm (C J Dennis Poems)
Tho' I own I have no adequate proofsOf this queer tale of the quaint old Goophs - The Goophs ...
The Song of the Sulky Stockman (C J Dennis Poems)
Come, let us sing with a right good ring (Sing hey for lifting lay, sing hey!)Of any old, sunny ...
Old Town Types No. 26 – Dr. Andy Deveraux (C J Dennis Poems)
Some saw in him a Scottish wreck; some said that he was mad;A few proclaimed his genius, but all agreed ...
Bird – Seed (C J Dennis Poems)
Old Pete Parraday, he isn't very wise --Or so the local gossips say -- They love to criticise His crazy ...
Further Afric Echoes (C J Dennis Poems)
By gar! I tell-a you, t'ings don't stop Since da war he come wit' a rush,When Nicko, da boss at ...
Old Town Types No. 5 – Mr Mead The Printer (C J Dennis Poems)
Mr Mead, the printer -- so the townsfolk called him; But never in his presence since his reign began;Such a ...
Song of Insane Gardener (C J Dennis Poems)
Oh, I dance upon the lawn in the cold, white dawn, And I gloat upon the corpses of a countless ...