Well I remember him - Big Jack H… Big Jack, the lumper, tanned and… The clean, straight limbs of him, The strength in those limbs of him Strength that was the end of him,…

Underneath a tree I lie, Watching with lack lustre eye, All those little trivial things Weakness after sickness brings; Watching birds flit to and fro;

At any other time of year It might have passed, but Spring… He says somethin’ - I dunno Somethin’ nasty. I says, ‘Ho!’ ‘Ho, yourself!’ he says, an’ glare…

Deah Ladies, Let me wawn you, theah are feahful… And a mos’ ter-ific strugge is at… And we have no taime to speah If we wish to do ouah sheah

Not for vague honors, not for trea… He lived and toiled thro’ this, hi… But to uphold and cultivate the do… God-given, for enlightment of man, Here was no tale of talents mis-ap…

’Twas a hell of a Hell they glimp… In superstitious days When cultured man had scarce begun To shed barbaric ways: With gridirons set above the flame

Heigh, ho! But they’re talking,… As the cold, hard streets we’re wa… Seeking work at any wage, While the talkers rant and rage. Says the judge: 'Let’s look up se…

Hey, there! Hoop-la! the circus… Have you seen the elephant? Have… Have you seen the dappled horse ga… Have you seen the acrobats on the… Have you seen the tumbling men tum…

Let 'em come, by gum! That’s all… Let me see one of 'em up this way, With their sacks a-back an’ their… Low neck, short-panted hikin’ coot… Flingin’ their fags in the bramble…

He was lyin’ on his bunk, In the hut behind the mill, Ravin’ like a man wild drunk, Never silent, never still, ‘Best go in an’ say Good bye,’

Jist ‘ere it gripped me, on a sudd… I wus diggin’ in the garden, talki… When it got me good an’ solid, an’… An’ curses soft down in me neck, a… Then, when I tries to straighten…

Now, children, in this Lesson Two… Briefly we’ll make some mention Of party, just in case that you Some day, with the intention Of furthering ambitions grand,

I’d like to be a baker, and come w… Calling out, ‘Beeay-ko!’ (that’s… Riding in a rattle-cart that jogs… Selling all the sweetest things a… Currant-buns and brandy-snaps, pas…

Whene’er I read some savage tale Of punishment devised By tyrants in an olden day, When serfs were victimised, I reverently tell myself:

There’s a little spark and a wisp… By the road where the tall gums ar… And a mile away a care-free bloke Speeds onward in his car. No thought of evil mars his day,