I do not swear because I am A sweet and sober guy; I cannot vent a single damn However hard I try. And in viruperative way,
'A ticket for the lottery I’ve purchased every week,' said s… 'For years a score Though desperately poor am I, Oh how I’ve scrimped and scraped…
'A shilling’s worth of quinine, pl… The customer demanded. The druggist went down on his knee… And from a cupboard handed The waiting man a tiny flask:
Where once with lads I scoffed my… The landlord’s lass I’ve wed. Now I am lord and master here;— Thank God! the old man’s dead. I stand behind a blooming bar
Enthusiastic was the crowd That hailed him with delight; The wine was bright, the laughter… And glorious the night. But when at dawn he drove away
Mumsie and Dad are raven dark And I am lily blonde. ‘Tis strange,’ I once heard nurse… ‘You do not correspond.’ And yet they claim me as their own…
My virtues in Carara stone Cut carefully you all my scan; Beneath I lie, a fetid bone, The marble worth more than the man… If on my pure tomb they should gra…
Oh happy he who cannot see With scientific eyes; Who does not know how flowers grow… And is not planet wise; Content to find with simple mind
For five and twenty years I’ve ru… A famous train; But now my spell of speed is done, No more I’ll strain My sight along the treadless track…
Twin boys I bore, my joy, my care… My hope, my life they were to me; Their father, dashing, debonair, Fell fighting at Gallipoli. His daring gallantry, no doubt,
The General now lives in town; He’s eighty odd, they say; You’ll see him strolling up and do… The Prada any day. He goes to every football game,
Because my overcoat’s in pawn, I choose to take my glass Within a little bistro on The rue du Montparnasse; The dusty bins with bottles shine,
“Deny your God!” they ringed me w… Blood—crazed were they, and reekin… Hell—hot their hate, and venom—fan… And one man spat on me and nursed… And there was I, sore wounded and…
(He speaks.) Walking, walking, oh, the joy of w… Swinging down the tawny lanes with… Striding up the green hills, throu… Swishing through the woodlands whe…
'Twas on an iron, icy day I saw a pirate gull down—plane, And hover in a wistful way Nigh where my chickens picked thei… An outcast gull, so grey and old,