#AustralianWriters
‘Young friend,’ 'e sez . . . Youn… Yeh’d think I wus ‘is own white ’… The queer ole finger, wiv ‘is gent… ’Young friend,' ‘e sez, ’I wish’t… The langwidge that them parson blo…
Our baker, Mr Brackenby, toiler i… Was a lean, tall, glum man whose f… A brooding man ’twas said of him,… For a grunt of recognition and a r… Were all he granted any who came s…
Righto! I’ll give the game a go. They say I should be circumspect;… I’ll bang The cows in slang . .
Wot’s in a name?—she sez . . . An… An’ clasps ‘er little ’ands, an’ r… ’A rose,' she sez, 'be any other n… Would smell the same. Oh, w’erefore art you Romeo, youn…
For them we have builded a temple To stand as a visible sign. For them we have builded a temple, And set in its great heart a shrin… Ere the dull years shall tarnish t…
I’m a fussy little fellow In my kilt of glowing yellow; As about the garden ways I bow an… Many a melody I bring you, In the soft, gay songs I sing you
Now Joi, the rebel, he had a son In far, far Gosh where the tall t… Said Joi: ‘In Gosh there shall y… To scorn this life of a self-made… To spurn the law of the Knight, S…
I ‘ad been bushed in city streets, Where the bricks and mortar grow. I ’ad worked me way through the no… ‘Oo’s landmarks I don’t know. There was faces, faces, driftin’ p…
Oh, I’ve got a lovely story that… It will make a gorgeous picture,… (Mind, it isn’t for the money, for… nd my attitude to Art is very pure… It is full of real heart-int’rest,…
Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Still with an iron hand Rules house and home. Like a pee… He barks each curt command. And he packs the family off to bed
Not in our public parks, for priva… This centuries-old precursor of al… That lured babes in old Italy and… To plague for pence their medieval… Not for the modern child: this cru…
Mrs Dibbs - Polly Dibbs, Standing at a tub, Washing other people’s clothes - Rub-Rub-Rub. Poor, old, skinny arms
Young Benjamin left school this y… And stepped right in a job; And he starts in hope of a life ca… Like his eldest brother, Bob. But Sam, the lad who came between…
Hi, it’s a funny world! This mor… I saw red robin on the fence, an’… Red robin, he’s a perky chap, an’… ‘Dear, it’s a pity that poor Jenn… To talk like that about his wife!…
By inlet and islet and wide river… By lake and lagoon I’m at home, Yet oft’ the far forests of blue-g… About the broad ranges I roam, ‘There’s a strange, sombre bird wi…