Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

41. A Message: Armistice Day 1936 8/28/2012
42. A Mixed Crew 9/5/2012
43. A Morning Song 9/1/2012
44. A New Damon And Pythias 9/4/2012
45. A New Year Thought 8/31/2012
46. A New Year's Toast 8/31/2012
47. A Post-Cup Tale 8/31/2012
48. A Quest For Tophet 8/30/2012
49. A Song Of Anzac 9/3/2012
50. A Song Of Rain 9/4/2012
51. A Spring Song 3/21/2012
52. A Square Deal 9/3/2012
53. A War March 9/3/2012
54. A Warning To Ladies 9/5/2012
55. A Woman's Way 9/3/2012
56. Accent Conscious 8/28/2012
57. Accorjins 8/28/2012
58. Adulations Artful Aid 8/29/2012
59. Advance Australia 8/28/2012
60. Aesthete In The Avenue 8/30/2012
61. Affable Alf 9/5/2012
62. African Interlude 8/28/2012
63. Aha! Beware 9/5/2012
64. Aldermen And Antirrhinum 8/28/2012
65. All Fools' Day 8/31/2012
66. An Appeal To End Appeals 9/6/2012
67. An Appeal To Women 9/5/2012
68. An Apt Pupil 8/29/2012
69. An Echo From Africa 8/29/2012
70. An Epitaph 8/31/2012
71. An Error In Creation 9/5/2012
72. An Old Man Muses 8/30/2012
73. An Old Master 3/21/2012
74. Another Economic Riddle 8/31/2012
75. Another Fusion 9/5/2012
76. Antarctic Pioneers 8/31/2012
77. Anticlimax 8/28/2012
78. Anzac 8/31/2012
79. Anzac Eve 9/3/2012
80. Anzac Square: What The Digger Said 8/31/2012
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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