Before the florid portico I watched the gamblers come and go… While by me on a bench there sat A female in a faded hat; A shabby, shrinking, crumpled crea…

A grey gull hovered overhead, Then wisely flew away. 'In half a jiffy you’ll be dead,' I thought I heard it say; As there upon the railway line,

At dusk I saw a craintive mouse That sneaked and stole around the… At first I took it for a ghost, For it was snowy white —almost. I’ve seen them in captivity,

He hurried away, young heart of jo… And I watched him go, my beautifu… For my hair is grey, and his was g… And I’d loved him so, and I’m old… Ah yes, he was proud and swift and…

I’ve made my Will. I don’t believ… In luxury and wealth; And to those loving ones who griev… My age and frailing health I give the meed to soothe their wa…

It’s a mighty good world, so it is… When even the worst is said. There’s a smile and a tear, a sigh… But better be living than dead; A joy and a pain, a loss and a gai…

Oh Lip—Stick Liz was in the biz,… She had a lot of fancy rags, Of h… She had a man, a fancy man, His n… And he used to beat her up because… Now Lip—Stick Liz she loved her…

Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there’s one dead corpse, I’ll… There’s a 'undred smellin’ around.… Me and Eddie O’Brian,

While I make rhymes my brother Jo… Makes shiny shoes which dames try… And finding to their fit and stanc… They buy and wear with elegance; But mine is quite another tale,—

My Master is a man of might With manners like a hog; He makes me slave from morn to nig… And treats me like a dog. He thinks there’s nothing on this…

We was in a crump—'ole, 'im and me… Fightin’ wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin’ ‘ard as ’ell we was, Fightin’ fierce as fire because It was ‘im or me as must be downed…

Son put a poser up to me That made me scratch my head: “God made the whole wide world,” q… “That’s right, my boy,” I said. Said son: “He mad the mountains s…

My neighbour has a field of wheat And I a rood of vine; And he will give me bread to eat, And I will give him wine. And so we are a jolly pair,

I asked of ancient gaffers three The way of their ripe living, And this is what they told to me Without Misgiving. The First: 'The why I’ve lived s…

My Louis loved me oh so well And spiered me for his wife; He would have haled me from the he… That was my bawdy life: The mother of his bairns to be,