[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] Shicker, I S’pose. I’m writing this rhyme on an East-bound ship (The pilot will bear it back); I’m taking a once-in-seven years’ trip, And in seven days’ time the Queenscliff Rip Will punch this passenger smack. For a month, maybe, my pen will […]

[Editor: This poem by “Dryblower” Murphy was published in Dryblower’s Verses (1926).] The Devout Lover. ’Twas by the sandy Crawley Spit His eye upon his float, I saw a fishing person sit Within a fishing boat. And glancing upwards from my book, From one of many yawns, I saw him bait his barb’rous hook With […]