Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin’ the coves at the Sho… Matt from the Mallee an’ Dandenon… An’ a score of the fellers I know Ole fellers, like me - an’ they’re…

I reckon (said Dad) that the coun… Is this here wireless an’ these he… Up to the house and around the doo… Stretchin’ their ears for to catch… Leavin’ the horses down in the cro…

Rashly I shot an arrow in the air… And, as my shaft into the zenith s… I knew ’twas bound to fall some ti… And wondered if ‘twould dropp upon… A certain friend of mine who loite…

Sun Day is a simple child, Face new washed and shining; In the morning prim and mild Church and mid-day dining. If, before the shadows fall,

Once upon a recent even, as I lay… Weaving dreams and seeing visions… Suddenly I seemed to waken, somew… For I thought my name was mention… ’Twas the Adjective that roused m…

Brothers! (I address myself to that chosen f… My dear reader - who Are men of understanding, bright i… Brothers!

There was once a Simple People -… This is just a little fable of a n… There was once a Simple People, a… And his name - well, SMITH the… And they lived upon an island by a…

Well, I don’t know. Maybe it’s q… And maybe it is I who am perverse… Finding in this unedifying sight Mere mummery, and hearing but a bl… Of words and frowsty fustian - or…

Once have we bashed him on the hea… Twice have we stabbed him deep; Thrice have we left him there for… And yet he will not sleep; But rise up from out his grave

Oh, I’ve ridden 'em rough an’ I’v… Brumbies and prads well-bred. Of every colour and every kind (The old stock-rider said). I’ve broken the wild Blanchwater…

Let 'em come, by gum! That’s all… Let me see one of 'em up this way, With their sacks a-back an’ their… Low neck, short-panted hikin’ coot… Flingin’ their fags in the bramble…

When grandma wished to keep her fr… Her apples she would take And put them on a bed of straw At rest, but wide awake; But newer days have newer modes,

He was obviously English, in his… And his accent was of Oxford, and… Seemed to hint at halls baronial.… But he praised the things of Engl… He’d discourse for hours together…

Oh, foolish flapper, keen to be Considered cute and up-to-date, Sit down a while and hark to me, And I shall truly read your fate Not in a tea-cup, sweetling mine;

O man with a Position, prithee te… How is’t you mould your sal’ried l… Holding in lofty scorn that lowly… Of 'Blokes’ who earn mere 'wages’… Knights of Suburbia, whose only c…