#AustralianWriters
I’d like to be a postman, and walk… Calling out, ‘Good Morning, Sir,… Ringing every door-bell all along… In my cap and uniform so very nice… Perhaps I’d have a parasol in cas…
Home’s best (she said), and the ta… Of the hungering soil and the flai… Of the sun and the shuddering thre… Of the heat, and more heat yet; Of more than a woman can stand,
Jist to intraj’uice me cobber, an… A rorty boy, a naughty boy, wiv ru… In ’is casu’l conversation, an’ th… That gives the sudden shudders to… ‘Is name is on the records at the…
Surely must you know me, Friendly and content; All my actions show me Freely confident; With my band of toilers,
I’ve never met a man who hated dog… One meets with all sorts as throug… The mean ones, and the vain ones,… The foolish fellows who splash up… The brisk ‘live wires,’ the dull,…
‘Taint my idea uv argument to call… An’ I ain’t lookin’ round for bri… But when ’e gets disputin’ 'e’s in… It ain’t so much ‘is choice uv wor… ‘E’s sich a coot for takin’ sides,…
She milked the cow; and all the mo… (It was a beast that never kicked… The startled dicky-birds of early… Sat up amazed to mark this splendi… Nigh fainting with delight upon th…
Oh, what a pleasant game is life When we are bravely batting And glorying in skill and strife. We scorn defensive patting As Fate sends down the easy ones
When old ADAM bit the apple, And thereafter had to grapple With hard toil to earn his daily b… There’s no doubt that he protested That his 'rights’ had been moleste…
Betty Yack, of Mittyack, charming… But Betty Yack of Mittyack, had… And she married her one Otto who… To submit to the upbraiding of his… Betty Yack of Mittyack, joined, w…
Where is this glum Victorian This man of mien forlorn Fit but for some historian To heap with heavy scorn? I’ve sought him up an down the str…
He gleaned all the gossip and he g… Mad Matt, the carrier, delivering… He knew the trooper’s tattle and h… The gossip at the station-yard, th… That high-pitched voice of his, th…
For them we have builded a temple To stand as a visible sign. For them we have builded a temple, And set in its great heart a shrin… Ere the dull years shall tarnish t…
Do you know Gus? Now, he should… The girls adore him - or he thinks… He owns a motor bike, not of the s… That merely cough a little bit, or… His is a fiery, detonating steed
Candidly, I do not hug a Wish to go to Mugga Mugga; To the Mugga Mugga Mountain by Y… Where they’re planning - more’s th… To erect Australia’s city,