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 ...
He was a Glug of simple charm;He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fell On all ...
'Ere! 'Ave a 'eart! 'e sez. "Why, love a duck! A 'uman bein' ain't a choppin' block!There ain't no ...
From Camoweal to Windywoe, from Windywoe to Thirstyville,We'll drag the line around the map, along the plain, and up the ...
Peter the 'Ermit was a 'oly bloke, The parson sez, "wot chivvied coves to war." "Too right," I ...
It was thus in the beginning: With a sporting chance of winning, Jones contested an election years ago.He was young, ...
Now, be the Hokey Fly! sez Peter Begg."Suppose 'e comes 'ome with a wooden leg. Suppose 'e isn't fit to ...
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge,Turn to the left at the notice board, ...
They climbed the trees . . . As was told before,The Glugs climbed trees in the days of yore, When ...
Lo, I listened to the bleating of the sheep -- Squatters' sheep --And I sat ...
But a scant 2000 folk, no more, Sitting solemn-faced within the pews,While the parsons preach and outward pour, In divers ...
Once on a time a general whose name is handed downTo the present generation as a name of high renown ...
Dreamin'? I sez to Digger Smith. "Buck up, ole sport, an' smile.Ain't there enough uv joy to-dayTo drive the bogey ...
MISTER EDITOR: I'm craving of your space a slice, or shaving - (And it's very precious space, I've always found) ...
Why stone the crows! 'e sez. "I like 'er style, But alwiz, some'ow, women 'ave appearedSet fer to 'old me ...
When I go back from Billy's place I always have to roamThe mazy road, the crazy road that leads the ...
Joseph Jones and Peter Dawking Strove in an election fight; And you'd think, to hear them talking, ...
Peace, perfect peace. . . . Come, lay aside your gun.The danger zone is past; the gauntlet run.The bark of ...
The SailorI'd like to be a sailor - a sailor bold and bluff -Calling out, "Ship ahoy!" in manly tones ...
Fellers of Australier, Blokes an' coves an' coots,Shift yer —- carcases, Move yer —- boots.Gird yer —- loins up, Get ...
A man was Peter Myloh, strong-browed and black of face,Australian Aboriginal, son of a dark doomed race. And even I, ...
Come, let us sing with a right good ring (Sing hey for lifting lay, sing hey!)Of any old, sunny ...
Ye are the Great White People, masters and lords of the earth,Spreading your stern dominion over the world's wide girth.Here, ...
Mr Blades, the butcher, was a large and beefy man,"Best him at a cattle deal," 'twas said, "no other can.' ...
One-and-two-and-three-and-four --You're playing it by ear, boy! Eyes upon the score! Miss Trapp, the music teacher, very prim and staid, ...
Knockin' about (said Benny, the Tough) By the Rocks an' Woolloomooloo,Oh, I was a low-brow, right enough, And a bit ...
Mrs Dibbs, the washerwoman, coming down the street,Shabby old "elastic-sides" on her funny feet As she toddles by the pub, ...
Still I've the picture of him -- Flash Phil Galloway; In a shining dog-cart driving down the road;Spanking ponies dashing ...
Hist! . . . . . . Hark!The night is very dark,And we've to go a mile or soAcross the ...
Galloping, galloping, galloping horses Weave thro' our dreaming in burgeoning Spring;There's sun in our hearts and there's sun on the ...
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