1913
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- Hawkins wasn't in the swim at all in Dingo Flat,
And to bait him was our chiefest form of bliss;56 lines, 1 comment - Now, Ma-til-der! Ain't cher dressed yet? I declare, the girl ain't up!
Last as ushul. Move yerself, you sleepy'-ead!71 lines, 1 comment - The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat;
Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;103 lines - "I wish't yeh menat it, Bill." Oh, 'ow me 'eart
Went out to 'er that evnin' on the beach.73 lines - Brothers o' mine, brothers o' mine,
All the world over, from pole to pole --101 lines - Aw, go write yer tinklin' jingle, an' yer pretty phrases mingle,
Fer the mamby-pamby girl, all fluffy frill an' shinin' silk.89 lines - Now, a visitor from somewhere right outside this Mundane Ball --
Do not ask me where he came from, for that point's not clear at all128 lines - We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,
With our axles near the road-bed and the mud as stiff as gl63 lines - A spieler came to Yarra Glen upon the Yarra flats;
He wore a suit of noisy cheeks and something cute in hats.54 lines - Now this is the ballad of Jeremy Jones,
And likewise of Bobadil Brown,133 lines - "The flamin' cows!" 'e ses; 'e did, an' worse;
'Twas 'orrible the langwidge that 'e used.54 lines - Once a year we lumber southward with the clip from Yarradee;
Spell the bullocks in the township while we run our yearly spree.25 lines - In early, prehistoric days, before the reign of Man,
When neolithic Nature fashioned things upon a plan73 lines - O man with a Position, prithee tell,
How is't you mould your sal'ried life so well;68 lines
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