Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems

201. The Ground Thrush 8/31/2012
202. Termarter Sorce 8/31/2012
203. The Also-Ran 8/31/2012
204. Nocturne 8/31/2012
205. 'Stone The Crows' 8/31/2012
206. Redivivus 9/1/2012
207. Rose 9/1/2012
208. Lines Written In Hospital 9/1/2012
209. Sling It! 8/31/2012
210. Pilot Cove 9/1/2012
211. Little Miss Muffet 9/1/2012
212. The Broken Sanctuary 9/1/2012
213. The Modern Cherub 9/1/2012
214. The Bolshie Nurse 9/1/2012
215. The Wonders Of The One Pound Note 9/1/2012
216. Playtime 9/1/2012
217. Riding Song 9/1/2012
218. The Teacher 9/1/2012
219. The Little Red Dog 9/1/2012
220. Laura Days 9/1/2012
221. The Pieman 9/1/2012
222. The Sailor 9/1/2012
223. The Barber 9/1/2012
224. I Wonder 9/1/2012
225. The Porter 9/1/2012
226. Ingavar 9/1/2012
227. Mutton 9/1/2012
228. To The Memory Of Claude Marquet 9/1/2012
229. The Wooer 9/1/2012
230. Old Bob Blair 9/1/2012
231. Swingin' Douglas 9/1/2012
232. Mugga Mugga 9/1/2012
233. Red Robin 9/1/2012
234. Murray's Ride 9/1/2012
235. Sawin' Wood 9/3/2012
236. Vi'Lits 9/3/2012
237. Preface: Old Gosh Rhyme 9/3/2012
238. Introduction To Ginger Mick 9/3/2012
239. Sari Bair 9/3/2012
240. Over The Fence 9/3/2012

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

A Change Of Air

Now, a man in Oodnadatta
He grew fat, and he grew fatter,
Though he hardly had a thing to eat for dinner;
While a man in Booboorowie
Often sat and wondered how he
Could prevent himself from growing any thinner.

So the man from Oodnadatta
He came down to Booboorowie,
Where he rapidly grew flatter;
And the folk will tell you how he
Urged the man from Booboorowie
To go up to Oodnadatta -
Where he lived awhile, and now he
Is considerably fatter.

Read the full of A Change Of Air

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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