The pale young man he comes to me, An’ chats me good an’ fair; ‘The langwidge that you use,’ ses… ‘Pollutes the good, clean air. Why don’t yeh chuck sich silly rot…

Women is strange. You take my ti… I know enough to know I’ll never… The 'uman female mind, or wot su’p… They 'as in store to bring yer boa… They keep yeh guessin’ wot they’re…

‘Before the war,’ she sighs. ‘Be… Then blinks 'er eyes, an’ tries to… ‘Ole scenes,’ she sez, 'don’t look… Ole ways,' she sez, ‘seems to ’ave… The pleasures that we had don’t se…

Sing me to sleep when I go West; But sing you, soft and low, No song from the olden masters’ Or I shall not want to go: Not Schubert, wondrous harmonist,

A little of fretting, a little of… A little of slaving and saving, ma… A little of spending, a little of… And giving up living be easy and f… But a man gathers, and all a man o…

’Twas a long bush night; and the o… Shone out thro’ the open door To flood the knees of the great bu… And the scrub that grew before. And, as I dreamed where the firel…

There’s a bleak, black world witho… And the rain falls fast; And the wind, with a whine and a s… Blows buffeting past To wail thro’ the tortured trees,

Gin you’re gangin’ doon the city Come next Sabbath afternoon, An’ you’ll catch a glimpse o’ Tar… An’ you’ll hear a skirlin’ tune; An’ you’ll see a crowd o’ laddies

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…

Now, Batman, Prophet Batman, a h… He looked upon this land and found… “'Tis the place to build a village… They straight began - or so I’ve… To fling rude huts together by the…

They had a new gnu at the Zoo And nobody knew. Tho’ the keeper, they say, had a c… And that’s probably true, Since he knew a new gnu was due,

O ye women! WIMMIN! WEEMIN… See our tears repentant streamin’! See the pearly drops a-gleamin’, Streamin’ from our rheumy eye! Mark our weskits palpitatin’.

‘E sez to me, ’Wot’s orl this fla… The papers torks uv nothin’ else b… An’wot’s ole England got snake-'e… An’ wot’s the strength uv callin’… ‘E sez to me, ’Struth! Don’t she…

It was an actor, seedy, sad, Who stood within the gate; Long weary marches he had had He had not dined of late. He sighed: 'I hope I don’t intrud…

‘Unless you ’ide that axe,' she se… An’ after all - Now, Bill, don’t… Wiv ’im thro’ croop an’ whoopin’ c… Why don’t you ‘ang it on the wall,… But there it wus, jist thrown abou…