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Andrew Barton Paterson [Banjo] (17 February 1864 – 5 February 1941 / New South Wales)
Poems of Andrew Barton Paterson
| 181. | The Deficit Demon | 1/1/2004 |
| 182. | The Diggers | 9/11/2012 |
| 183. | The Duties of an Aide-de-camp | 1/1/2004 |
| 184. | The Dying Stockman | 9/11/2012 |
| 185. | The Eumerella Shore | 9/11/2012 |
| 186. | The Federal Bus Conductor and the Old Lady | 1/1/2004 |
| 187. | The First Surveyor | 1/1/2004 |
| 188. | The Fitzroy Blacksmith | 1/1/2004 |
| 189. | The Flying Gang | 1/1/2004 |
| 190. | The Free Selector | 9/11/2012 |
| 191. | The Freehold On The Plain | 9/11/2012 |
| 192. | The Geebung Polo Club | 1/1/2004 |
| 193. | The Ghost of the Murderer's Hut | 1/1/2004 |
| 194. | The Great Calamity | 9/11/2012 |
| 195. | The Gundaroo Bullock | 1/1/2004 |
| 196. | The Hypnotist | 1/1/2004 |
| 197. | The Incantation | 1/1/2004 |
| 198. | The Last Parade | 1/1/2004 |
| 199. | The Last Trump | 1/1/2004 |
| 200. | The Lay of the Motor-Car | 1/1/2004 |
Frogs in chorus
The chorus frogs in the big lagoon
Would sing their songs to the silvery moon.
Tenor singers were out of place,
For every frog was a double bass.
But never a human chorus yet
Could beat the accurate time they set.
The solo singer began the joke;
He sang, "As long as I live I'll croak,
Croak, I'll croak,"
