By lagoons and reedy places, Where the little river races By the lips of dreaming pools Where the soothing water cools Many a verdant slope and hollow,

A civic lady, peerly proud Of excellences that here crowd About her trim, well-ordered stree… The visitor she warmly greets E’er with a bland and kindly smile…

Once upon a time, in days remote, A politician bought a vote. The price he paid is not quite cle… But probably a pot of beer Secured his end. But he got in;

She danced thro’ life as light as… The grace of Columbine, charm of… These, and that blithesome quality… With memory of her linger by us ye… A fairy, slipping thro’ a world ma…

What do they dream about standing… In the windows facing the street? Eyes transfixed in a strange, far… Smiles so ineffably sweet; Lady and gentleman dummies clad

Because some unimportant man In politics talks loud and high, Or some wild, economic plan To lift depression takes his eye, The apathetic citizen

“An’—wilt—yeh—take—this—woman—fer—… Yer—weddid—wife?”...O, strike me!… TAKE ‘er? Doreen? ’E stan’s the… As if 'e thort per’aps I’d rather… TAKE ‘er? ’E seemed to think 'er…

I’m a business man; and I can’t s… For this fluting and fussing and f… The song of my cousin may be subli… But I never have found it filling… So I run and I dig and I dig and…

(I’m not trying to make this thing… But, at the same time, A little interlude like this Is not amiss). We interviewed a Mayor and asked…

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…

Once on this historic site Wild men of a dusky shade, In defiance of all right, Broke the laws that good men made. Time goes on - It will not pause

Why, certainly. Let’s listen to… Oh, I’m quite keen. Test match,… At... What’s that? Oh, Australi… South Africa - a most intriguing… Yes, I was there in– nineteen– le…

I ‘ave written Mick a letter in r… Where ‘e arsts ’ow things is goin’… So I tries to buck 'im up a bit;… An’ I ain’t no nob at litrachure;… I suppose you fellers dream, Mick…

When I look into the looking glas… I’m always sure to see - No matter how I dodge about - Me, looking out at me. I often wonder as I look,

Haw! Ai’ve just obteened a pension for… And you should hev seen the people… Re-ally, it was surpraising! Maind, Ai am not criticaising,