Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

''Ere! 'Ave a 'eart!' 'e sez. 'Why, love a duck!
A 'uman bein' ain't a choppin' block!
There ain't no call fer you to go an' chuck
A man about when 'e 'as took the knock.
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Because some unimportant man
In politics talks loud and high,
Or some wild, economic plan
To lift depression takes his eye,
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Look 'ere. I'll bet a 'arf-a-crown
To anythink you like to name (said Bushy Bill),
If country fellers went to town,
An' burnt a few big buildin's down,
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Do you know Gus? Now, he should interest you.
The girls adore him - or he thinks they do.
He owns a motor bike, not of the sort
That merely cough a little bit, or snort.
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When Willie gets a penny piece
Straight to the lollie-shop he flies,
And, heartened by his wealth's increase,
Reviews the stock with bulging eyes.
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No longer wilful woman hides
Behind a law that over-rides
The dicta of her lawful lord and master.
And, they who fain would lift a hand
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Said the Digger: 'Soon forgot! Soon forgot, the deeds of war.
Better so, may be. . . Why not?
Beauty fades and laurels rot;
Last year's roses are no more.
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This we have said: 'We shall remember them.'
And deep our sorrow while the deed was young.
Even as David mourned for Absolem
Mourned we, with aching heart and grievous tongue.
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The digger's cultured daughter:
Her youth was wildly free.
Now by the placid water
Of tree-girt Wendouree
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I sing of the hat, of the human lid,
The cadev, the tile, or whatever you please,
The thing that we wear - or our fathers did
For the making of comfort and greater ease.
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