#AustralianWriters
Old Pete Parraday, he toddles up… ‘Dangin’ things and 'darn in’ thin… For yesterday was pension day, Pe… Butcher’s meat and groceries and a… A bit of plug 'tobaker’ and a tin…
Brothers o’ mine, brothers o’ mine… All the world over, from pole to p… All of them brothers of mine and t… Every wondering, blundering soul. Banded together by grace divine,
‘Twice one are two; twice two are… I can still hear it floating thro’… Those childish voices falling, ris… In a room where heat is prevalent… ‘Twice nine are eight-teen.’ And…
I walked out with an alderman, all… He was an august alderman, and muc… Of roads and drains and bridges ..… His veins stood out in ridges, his… Then anger aldermanic came as the…
Nay, Mr Speaker, let the ideal st… The picture that voters have in mi… Of Solons in debate far leagues a… Deep in the problems of poor human… Here where the Cotter wends by ve…
O man with a Position, prithee te… How is’t you mould your sal’ried l… Holding in lofty scorn that lowly… Of 'Blokes’ who earn mere 'wages’… Knights of Suburbia, whose only c…
Your place is by my side, my dear, A-holding of my hand When I am feeling rather queer And hard to understand; Not 'mid that fierce forensic crew
He was a Glug of simple charm; He wished no living creature harm. His kindly smile like sunlight fel… On all about, and wished them well… Yet, 'spite the cheerful soul of…
I venerate economists As very learned blokes, But when in paradox they speak Their meaning oft I vainly seek, Suspecting subtle jokes.
Alas, my dear, be you high-born, Or just a Sydney cutie, I fear you’ve earned a he-man’s sc… Thro’ failing in your duty. A lady would avert her eyes,
It chanced one day, in the middle… There came to the great King Splo… A policeman, who said, while scrat… There isn’t a stone in Gosh To throw at a dog; for the crafty…
Of things that roam about the bush… For I knows their ways an’ habits… For man or beast or gully ghost I… But I draws the line at visions w… When a man has fought an’ conquere…
Reynard, the fox, was asked to a p… “Come”, they said, in your Sunday… For we like good form, tho’ the fu… So all who dance must be formally… Black tail-coat and a shirt-front…
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…
I love you, dear, o’ morn and moon… I love your ev’ry mood and guise; But, neath the soft, enchanting mo… Such loveliness the gods must priz… ’Tis then I long to dare and figh…