Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

601. The Capital Site 9/5/2012
602. The Song Of The Sulky Stockman 1/1/2004
603. A Guide For Poits 3/21/2012
604. Autumn Song 8/28/2012
605. As Between Pensioners 8/29/2012
606. Anticlimax 8/28/2012
607. Ballad Of Bopard Defied 8/29/2012
608. Ballad Of Captious Critics 8/29/2012
609. Bacchus Marsh 8/29/2012
610. Aunt Evangeline Approves 8/29/2012
611. Benalla 8/30/2012
612. Hats 8/30/2012
613. Ballad Of Lieges 8/30/2012
614. For A Canberra Tablet 8/30/2012
615. Bendigo 8/30/2012
616. Armistice Day 1933 8/30/2012
617. Antarctic Pioneers 8/31/2012
618. Fire Bugs 8/31/2012
619. Anzac Square: What The Digger Said 8/31/2012
620. French Leave 8/31/2012
621. 'Eats' 8/31/2012
622. Gus 8/31/2012
623. Ballarat 8/30/2012
624. Guardian Angels 9/4/2012
625. A Fair Risk 9/4/2012
626. 'Ave A 'Eart! 9/3/2012
627. Beef Tea 9/3/2012
628. Before The War 9/3/2012
629. Another Fusion 9/5/2012
630. Asking Too Much 9/4/2012
631. Barley Grass 9/6/2012
632. Averted Violence 9/5/2012
633. A Dirge Of The Morning After 9/4/2012
634. A Different Route 9/5/2012
635. A Few Lines To Beauty 9/1/2012
636. A Fair Spin 9/1/2012
637. A Deep Sea Chantey 9/1/2012
638. A Bouquet 9/1/2012
639. The Corpse That Won'T Lie Still 9/4/2012
640. A Few Remarks On Goats, Asses And The Dead Hand 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

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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Old Farmer Jack

Old farmer Jack gazed on his wheat,
And feared the frost would nip it.
Said he, "it's nearly seven feet -
I must begin to strip 'it.

He stripped it with a stripper and
He bagged it with a bagger;
The bags were all so lumpy that
They made the bumper stagger.

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