Poems

How Babs Malone cut Down the Field Now the squatters and the “cockies,” Shearers, trainers and their jockeys Had gathered them together for a meeting on […]

How Polly Paid For Her Keep Do I know Polly Brown? Do I know her? Why, damme, You might as well ask if I know my […]

Jack Corrigan “It’s my shout this time, boys, so come along and breast the bar, And kindly mention what you’re going to take; I don’t feel […]

Jack’s Last Muster The first flush of grey light, the herald of daylight, Is dimly outlining the musterer’s camp, Where over the sleeping, the stealthily creeping […]

Jim’s Whip Yes, there it hangs upon the wall And never gives a sound, The hand that trimmed its greenhide fall Is hidden underground, There, in […]

Jimmy Wood There came a lonely Briton to the town, A solitary Briton with a mission, He’d vowed a vow to put all “shouting” down, To […]

Josephus Riley The Rum was rich and rare, There were wagers in the air, The atmosphere was rosy, and the tongues were wagging free; But one […]

Kelly’s Conversion KELLY the Rager half opened an eye To wink at the Army passing by, While his hot breath, thick with the taint of beer, […]

Kitty McCrae – A Galloping Rhyme The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm’d the treetops, and glancing thence, Rested awhile on the curling hair […]

On the Boundary I Love the ancient boundary-fence, That mouldering chock-and-log. When I go ride the boundary I let the old horse jog And take his […]