Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
Poems of Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
|707.||When So Dispoged||8/28/2012|
|708.||When The Sun's Behind The Hill||9/4/2012|
|710.||Why a Picnic, Jane?||8/30/2012|
|714.||Wisdom after Victory||8/30/2012|
|715.||Wooloomooloo (A Riddle)||1/1/2004|
|716.||Work or Reflection||9/4/2012|
|720.||You and I||1/1/2004|
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.