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 ...
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
My son! . . . Them words, jist like a blessed song,Is singin' in me 'eart the 'ole day long; ...
Now, here is a tale of the Glugs of Gosh, In the end of the year umteen;Of the Glugs of ...
He was a Glug of simple charm;He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fell On all ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
Peter the 'Ermit was a 'oly bloke, The parson sez, "wot chivvied coves to war." "Too right," I ...
It knocks me can in, this ere game uv life, A bloke gets born, grows up, looks round fer ...
Blokes ~ 'ErbDo you know 'Erb? Now, there's a dinkum sport. If football's on your mind, why, 'Erb's the sort ...
Sowin' things an' growin' things, an' watchin' of 'em grow;That's the game, my father said, an' father ought to know."Settin' ...
Once on a time, a party by the name of Mr. BULLDiscovered that with many schemes his hands were pretty ...
Women is strange. You take my tip; I'm wise. I know enough to know I'll never knowThe 'uman female ...
Now Joi, the rebel, he had a son In far, far Gosh where the tall trees wave.Said Joi: "In Gosh ...
There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understandThis is just a little fable of a non-existent ...
A man's a mug. I've worked the 'ole thing out To-day, down in the orchard where I sat ...
Follow the river and cross the ford, Follow again to the wobbly bridge,Turn to the left at the notice board, ...
The Glugs still live in the land of Gosh,Under the rule of the great King Splosh. And they climb the ...
Lo, I listened to the bleating of the sheep -- Squatters' sheep --And I sat ...
'E calls me Digger; that's 'ow 'e begins.'E sez 'e's only 'arf a man; an' grins. Judged be 'is nerve, ...
On one fine but fatal morning in the early Eocene, Lo, a brawny Bloke set out to dig a hole:First ...
(Compiled by the Sentimental Bloke)I ain't no verse-'og. When I busts in song An' fills the air wiv choonful melerdy,I ...
This ev'nin' I was sittin' wiv Doreen, Peaceful an' 'appy wiv the day's work done,Watchin', be'ind the orchard's bonzer green, ...
'Tis morn.An individualistic cockProclaims the fact.The dissipated cat sneaks home forlorn.'Tis time to get up and act!'Tis eight o'clock!The stern ...
In the neolithic age of our Australia, long ago,There dwelt a wise old chieftain, as you probably don't know;His royal ...
Tho' it sounds a trifle mystic, Somewhat vague and cabbalistic,When you come to analyse the ...
The unsoiled hand, the sleek, black coat, The senile, ledger-haunted hours,The knowledge that my freeman's vote Is humbly cast to ...
A patriot spake thus to an eager throng:"Give me the power and I shall right each wrong.And Fortune, smiling, on ...
Nay, why do foolish politicians strive To win a fleeting popularity?In vain, in vain, they jealously contrive To turn the ...
A city clerk was Henry Brown,Whose suburb knew nor tram nor train;And ev'ry morn he walked to town. From nine ...
A man was Peter Myloh, strong-browed and black of face,Australian Aboriginal, son of a dark doomed race. And even I, ...
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