Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

[C. J. Dennis] (7 September 1876 - 22 June 1938 / Auburn, South Australia)

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

1. Our Street 1/1/2004
2. The Silent Member 3/21/2012
3. 'Urry 3/21/2012
4. The Mooch O' Life 3/21/2012
5. The Play 3/21/2012
6. Song Of Snobs 8/28/2012
7. The Blue Kingfisher 8/28/2012
8. Last Verse 8/28/2012
9. Things To Come 8/28/2012
10. Old Town Types No.2 - Red Matt 8/28/2012
11. The Idle Son 8/28/2012
12. The Drought King's Trumpeter 8/28/2012
13. Lotsertime 8/28/2012
14. Renascence 8/28/2012
15. The Germ Chaser 8/28/2012
16. Quantum Sufficit 8/28/2012
17. Our Town Awakes 8/28/2012
18. The Broken-Teapot 8/28/2012
19. The Shorter Week 8/28/2012
20. Sanctuary Scorned [1936] 8/28/2012
21. Poets 8/28/2012
22. The Silver-Eye 8/28/2012
23. March Of Memories 8/28/2012
24. March Flies 8/28/2012
25. Spring Delirium 8/28/2012
26. Introducing The Day Family 8/28/2012
27. Old Town Types 8/28/2012
28. Spots Through The Ages 8/28/2012
29. Old Town Types No 20 - Mr Blades The Butcher 8/28/2012
30. The Lure Of Trees 8/28/2012
31. Laissez-Faire 8/28/2012
32. Old Town Types No.1 - The Old Town 8/28/2012
33. Old Town Types No.15 - Mrs Felix Donnett 8/28/2012
34. Old Town Types No.17- Mr Bodge The Banker 8/28/2012
35. Old Town Types No27 - Sergeant Mat Mcgillicuddy 8/28/2012
36. Knights Of The Never Never 8/28/2012
37. War's End Armistice Day 1935 8/28/2012
38. The Listener 8/28/2012
39. Old Town Types No. 10 - Big Doc Littlejohn 8/28/2012
40. Old Town Types No. 22 - The Baker 8/28/2012
Best Poem of Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

Hist!

Hist! . . . . . . Hark!
The night is very dark,
And we've to go a mile or so
Across the Possum Park.

Step . . . . . . light,
Keeping to the right;
If we delay, and lose our way,
We'll be out half the night.
The clouds are low and gloomy. Oh!
It's just begun to mist!
We haven't any overcoats
And - Hist! . . . . . . Hist!

(Mo . . . . . . poke!)
Who was that that spoke?
This is not a fitting spot
To make a silly joke.

Dear . . . . . . me!
A mopoke in a tree!
It jarred me so, I didn't know
Whatever it could be.
But come along;...

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Wooloomooloo (A Riddle)

Here's a ridiculous riddle for you:
How many o's are there in Woolloomooloo?
Two for the W, two for the m,
Four for the l's, and that's plenty for them.

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