Noo, ye ken, we’ll see 'em agen, Waggling doon the street, While the baton twirls an’ the pip… To the beat of the marching feet. Left– right– glimmerin’ bright,

Not guilty, yer Honers! I talks… An’ I calls it a pretty crook gam… An’ an ‘og of a thing, if the copp… Such dishonor as this on me name On me name that ’as stood fer up’o…

Contributions are invited to this… They must not be too solemn. And, say: They Must not be TOO gay?

Now, I always have preserved a ce… Quite definite in reference to Wo… ('Tis futility concealing That I have the Weary Feeling And tendency perennial to shirk)

Hi, Cockalorum! But - Misery me… What is the aftermath going to be? With joy at its zenith and sorrow… I am the skeleton come to the feas… Now the centenary swells over all,

Now comes to an end all our doloro… Clouds pass away and depression is… Because we were wise in our planni… The lesser of ills that the greate… Hope springs again in the heart of…

The thing’s all wrong (I sez to '… Now look, there’s this '€˜ere Mon… Comes before Christmas. Be a tof… An’ lest us '€˜ave the Monday off… ‘€˜E '€˜ums an’ '€˜ars. An’ then…

‘E wears perjarmer soots an’ clean… That’s wot I reads. It fairly kn… ‘Me soljer cobber, be the name o’… Well, if that ain’t the limit, str… The sort that Ginger Mick would t…

As I walked out one brave spring… When earth was young and new, I met a laughing mountain maid As fresh as mountain dew. Oh, blow you breezes; shine, you s…

Here in my garden at the long day’… I sing again her Majesty the Rose… The Rose who can with magic most… Bring worshippers again about her… Forsaking other loves, who, thro’…

Mr Fitzmickle, the martinet, Rules with an iron rod His house and home; ‘neath its red… He struts like a little tin god. When Popper says stay, the family…

There on the quay sobbed Bones, A… And he took me by the hand. Says he to me, 'I’ve quit the sea An’ I’m huntin’ a berth on land. ‘Er doom ‘as come; an’ the days o’…

Bill Barcoo was a station ‘and -… And grafted all the year like Pha… But all ‘is pay, I grieve ter say… This station 'and Was drinky in his views;

There’s been fierce argument of la… In my vicinitee, Between the Commonwealth and Stat… For I fell out with me. I am a sturdy Federalist,

Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin’ the coves at the Sho… Matt from the Mallee an’ Dandenon… An’ a score of the fellers I know Ole fellers, like me - an’ they’re…