Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

481. Spike Wegg 9/3/2012
482. The Little Homes 9/3/2012
483. Bill 9/4/2012
484. In Time 9/4/2012
485. The Disagreeable Musician 9/4/2012
486. The Bar-Room Patriot 9/4/2012
487. The Heart Of The Dove 9/4/2012
488. Hitched 9/4/2012
489. Mar 9/4/2012
490. Uncle Jim 9/4/2012
491. The Stror 'At Coot 9/4/2012
492. The Kid 9/4/2012
493. The Siren 9/4/2012
494. The Boon Of Discontent 9/4/2012
495. Hymn Of Futility 9/4/2012
496. The Builders 9/4/2012
497. The Philistine 9/4/2012
498. A Fair Risk 9/4/2012
499. The Corpse That Won'T Lie Still 9/4/2012
500. My Epitaph 9/4/2012
501. The Calm 9/4/2012
502. Guardian Angels 9/4/2012
503. There Once Was A Fellow Called Croll 9/4/2012
504. A Song Of Rain 9/4/2012
505. Moonlight 9/4/2012
506. The Martyr Of Bovinia 9/4/2012
507. The Eternal Circle 9/4/2012
508. Son Of A Fool 9/4/2012
509. The Bloke Wot Gits The Girls 9/4/2012
510. A Few Remarks On Goats, Asses And The Dead Hand 9/4/2012
511. The Woes Of Bill 9/4/2012
512. Git-Yer-Gun 9/4/2012
513. The Minglers 9/4/2012
514. The Candid Candidate 9/4/2012
515. Kisses And The Rhythmic Principle 9/4/2012
516. A War March 9/3/2012
517. The Impervious Iceberg 9/4/2012
518. The Mountain Laboured 9/4/2012
519. The Joy Ride 9/4/2012
520. Work Or Reflection 9/4/2012

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

An Echo From Africa

Da ruction happen by Nicko's place
Las' week, in da deada da night.
Da copper he very near cop da case
Accounta da fish-shop fight
In da great beeg international way
Dat wrecka da oyster bar.
Now Nicko he grinda da tooth an' say,
'Da white-a man rule, by gar!'

Sammo, da slush, wit' da dark-tan face,
Scale an' clean-a fish
Long time he toila by Nicko's place,
Washa da dirty dish.
But Nicko he say, 'Da t'ings get slow;
Dis war make da beezness slack.
Dat Sammo, da slush, he have to go.'
So Nicko he sacka da black.

Las-a night, when Sammo ...

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You And I

They say the eagle is a bird
That sees some splendid sights
When he soars high into the sky
Upon his dizzy flights:
He sees the ground for miles around
Our house, and Billy Johnson's;
But we can not be Eagles, for
That would, of course, be nonsense.

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