Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

361. The Heritage Of Ease 8/31/2012
362. One Happy Man 8/31/2012
363. Thistledown 8/31/2012
364. The Banana's Lullaby 8/31/2012
365. Two Veterans 8/30/2012
366. Omeo 8/30/2012
367. The Incorrigible 8/30/2012
368. The Automatic Umpire 8/28/2012
369. Mateship 8/28/2012
370. The Rose And The Bee 8/28/2012
371. The Spoilers 8/28/2012
372. The Elusive New Zoo Gnu 8/28/2012
373. Washing Day 3/21/2012
374. Landlubbers 8/29/2012
375. The Grey Goshawk 8/30/2012
376. My Scenario 8/31/2012
377. The Singing Soldiers 9/3/2012
378. To The Boys Who Took The Count 9/3/2012
379. Logic And Spotted Dog 9/3/2012
380. The Battle Of The Wazzir 9/3/2012
381. The Logic Of Anti-Sosh 9/5/2012
382. The Hulk 9/4/2012
383. The Hacking Song 8/30/2012
384. The Bronze-Wing Pigeon 8/30/2012
385. In The Doldrums 9/1/2012
386. The Postman 9/1/2012
387. The Roads' End 8/28/2012
388. The Homeward Track 9/6/2012
389. More For The Money 8/29/2012
390. The Sentimental Bloke 3/21/2012
391. The Call Of Stoush 3/21/2012
392. Confidential Canberra 8/28/2012
393. The Intro 3/21/2012
394. When So Dispoged 8/28/2012
395. Coquette 8/29/2012
396. Conducted Tour 8/29/2012
397. City Of Dreams 8/29/2012
398. Her Majesty The Rose 8/29/2012
399. Youth Revisited 8/29/2012
400. Country Towns - Portland 8/29/2012

Comments about Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

  • Amelia Bright (4/1/2008 3:49:00 AM)

    the reson i have looked this poem up is we are lerning it at bribie island state school it is a good poem for kids my techer learnt it 50 years ago.

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Best Poem of Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

The Ant Explorer

Once a little sugar ant made up his mind to roam-
To fare away far away, far away from home.
He had eaten all his breakfast, and he had his ma's consent
To see what he should chance to see and here's the way he went
Up and down a fern frond, round and round a stone,
Down a gloomy gully where he loathed to be alone,
Up a mighty mountain range, seven inches high,
Through the fearful forest grass that nearly hid the sky,
Out along a bracken bridge, bending in the moss,
Till he reached a dreadful desert that was feet and feet across.
'Twas a dry, deserted desert, and ...

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Our Cow

Down by the slipralls stands our cow
Chewing, chewing, chewing,
She does not care what folks out there
In the great, big world are doing.
She sees the small cloud-shadows pass
And green grass shining under.
If she does think, what does she think
About it all, I wonder?

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