Sadly sobbing, sadly sobbing, Rolls the restless wireless sea, Where the wireless waves go bobbin… Up and down so dolefully. And nothing there the gloom assail…

Behold, I built a fowlhouse in my… Two months agone the great work wa… And ev’ry eventide I labored hard… What time my daily office grind wa… ’Tis to my industry a monument,

‘My sort,’ she sez, 'don’t meet no… I can’t ‘elp ’earin’ part uv wot w… While I am sortin’ taters in the… They’ve ‘ad these secret confabs e… Rose came. ’Er an’ Doreen’s been…

Dearest! You know you ever ARE the neares… To my fond heart. Joking apart, I swear, by all the silly stars ab…

I suspect the Kookaburra, For his methods are not thorough In his highly-praised campaign aga… And the small birds, one and all, Curse him for a cannibal

Flippity-flop! Flippity-flop! Here comes the butcher to bring us… Cantering, cantering down the wide… On his little bay mare with the fu… Cantering, cantering out to the fa…

The ways of the learned to me are… And professors and such amaze me. I know, without trying, the thing… Tho’ I doubt if for that they’ll… They want to discover why whales a…

I am brightly alert and exceedingl… And my livery’s easily seen; With a bright golden breast and a… And a back of indefinite green. A conspicuous bird; and, I give y…

In every little country place, all… From ageing cradles of the race to… From the towns about the cities to… There dwells a man of all trades;… He’s dwelt there since the Lord k…

Behold the undergraduate A most amusing fellow In all his jesting up-to-date His sense of humor is so great, His modern wit so mellow,

Brothers, what are we to think When we muse upon strong drink? Is it bad or is it good? Is it poison or is it food? Albatrosses, so say some,

Here she bides, a buxom lady, Blest by peace and great content; Dwelling by her byways shady, Where the elm trees boughs are ben… Shutting out the world’s wild clam…

I got dreamin’ that a message come… From one ole pal of mine, gone We… A bloke the name of Ginger Mick,… (But 'e’s Digger Corporal Mick E… ‘E got ’is on Gallipoli, an’ slee…

‘Outgoing: the Ooonah for Burnie’… How often the radio spoke; Till the stout little ship and her… Grew into a mild sort of joke. But no longer her donkeyman grappl…

Thus it happened .... Let me ment… This occurred in times long vanish… ’Tis a quaint, unlikely story; som… But that’s a little matter you may… Mr. Foodle led a party that was s…