Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis [C. J. Dennis] (7 September 1876 - 22 June 1938 / Auburn, South Australia)
Poems of Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
|381.||Old Town Types No. 6 - Flash Phil||8/29/2012|
|382.||Old Town Types No. 7||8/28/2012|
|383.||Old Town Types No. 9 - Long John, The Snob||8/29/2012|
|384.||Old Town Types No.1 - The Old Town||8/28/2012|
|385.||Old Town Types No.11||8/29/2012|
|386.||Old Town Types No.15 - Mrs Felix Donnett||8/28/2012|
|387.||Old Town Types No.17- Mr Bodge the Banker||8/28/2012|
|388.||Old Town Types No.2 - Red Matt||8/28/2012|
|389.||Old Town Types No27 - Sergeant Mat McGillicuddy||8/28/2012|
|391.||On the Road to Jericho||9/5/2012|
|392.||On With the Dance!||8/30/2012|
|393.||One Dull Man||8/31/2012|
|394.||One Happy Man||8/31/2012|
|395.||One Hundred Years||8/30/2012|
|396.||Our Black Brudder||9/5/2012|
|398.||Our Rampant Coat-Of-Arms||8/30/2012|
|400.||Our Town Awakes||8/28/2012|
The Long Road Home
When I go back from Billy's place I always have to roam
The mazy road, the crazy road that leads the long way home.
Ma always says, "Why don't you come through Mr Donkin's land?
The footbridge track will bring you back." Ma doesn't understand.
I cannot go that way, you know, because of Donkin's dog;
So I set forth and travel north,, and cross the fallen log.
Last week, when I was coming by, that log had lizards in it;
And you can't say I stop to play if I just search a minute.