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Healesville is a smiling lass, ‘Mid her encircling hills, Where down full many a mountain pa… The gold of wattle spills. She holds her hands out to the Sp…
Oh, loyal Orange breth-er-en. I pray you act as Christlan men, And, should your spleen arise, cou… Before you speak. Nay, bear me, brothers, I beseech…
First I tried a Dry Martini; But found not one teeny-weeny Semblance of a kick in any kind of… Then I sampled a Manhattan; But ’twas much the same with that…
I’m the friendliest of them all, When winter comes; Daily at your door I call Begging crumbs. Clinging sideways to a stake,
Look at 'em! Toffs with their bi… Drivin’ along in their motor cars. Nothin’ at all like the olden days When the blokes came by in their b… When a cut o’ the joint and a hunk…
When grandma wished to keep her fr… Her apples she would take And put them on a bed of straw At rest, but wide awake; But newer days have newer modes,
When I go back from Billy’s place… The mazy road, the crazy road that… Ma always says, “Why don’t you co… The footbridge track will bring yo… I cannot go that way, you know, be…
At the risk of seeming silly, I would ask you, ‘Where is Billy… Here’s a crisis, here’s a fight, And he’s missing. Strike a light… Blithering blazes! Here’s a mill…
Now, who in the world can understa… Since Tyranny, Freedom’s whittler… And the strong-arm band of the Ir… Go hitting it up with Hitler, Who can pretend to comprehend
‘He’s blind,' we say. Then turn… Upon our way, again to view Familiar things - some prospect wi… Some olden scene for ever new. Heedless we pass along, and soon
We mean to say, it never has been… That anyone but England could dec… In the crease or at the wicket, Just exactly what was cricket And, of course, I mean to say, we…
I wondered wot was doin’. First I… Ole Missus Flood wave signals to… I’m in the paddick slashin’ down s… She’s comin’ up the road; an’ if s… An 'andspring I won’t be su’prise…
So ends a life, lived to the full… Thro’ peace, thro’ war, thro’ hono… From youth unto the closing of his… Lived simply. Yet a giant among… Today steals quietly to seek his r…
With a sprig in my beak, I repeat… For a spot where a poor bird may r… While tumultuous man strives in va… That may build me a permanent nest… But I’m sick of this search. All…
I am shocked beyond words! (Said the statesman. ’Tis crime That the clamoring herds Should seek war at this time. For a criminal war is sheer folly