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[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Apples’ in Jarrahland Jingles 165: The loyal liquor they were swilling [...] whenever there’s a plentitude of amber eau-de-vie, Cronk sentiment is equally abundant.
at amber, adj.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘The Poet’ in Jarrahland Jingles 29: The poet adjourned to the neighboring pub And blew out his bingey with beer!
at bingy, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘A Gibney-Riley Wrangle’ in Jarrahland Jingles 22: Let their blanky Lordships stay there till they’ve picked their blanky bone!
at blanky, adj.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Is It Hot Enough?’ in Jarrahland Jingles 173: If Gussie has a bob he’ll soon be blewing it.
at blew, v.2
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 168: I’ll never leave yer, strike me blue, I won’t so ’elp me, bli me!
at blimey!, excl.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Apples’ in Jarrahland Jingles 164: The banquet was a bonza, a rare recherche feed.
at bonzer, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Slingin’ Tips’ in Jarrahland Jingles 40: Gordstruth! ’Ow they chuck away their chips!
at chip, n.2
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Apples’ in Jarrahland Jingles 165: They were picked by cockies’ kiddies.
at cocky, n.2
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Apples’ in Jarrahland Jingles 165: The loyal liquor they were swilling [...] whenever there’s a plentitude of amber eau-de-vie, Cronk sentiment is equally abundant.
at cronk, adj.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Slingin’ Tips’ in Jarrahland Jingles 39: Ev’ry one a real dead-bird.
at dead bird (n.) under dead, adj.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Andrew Barr of Doodlekine’ in Jarrahland Jingles 58: He dreamed of times when he and Brim Would flip a dook with ’aughty Kings.
at dook, n.1
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘A Gibney-Riley Wrangle’ in Jarrahland Jingles 21: ‘All bunkum,’ grunted Riley [...] ‘A lot of fools’ flapdoodle,’.
at flapdoodle, n.2
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 169: When water wasn’t fit to drink [...] I promise yer I was just IT [...] When up I brings me plumber’s kit, An’ gives ’em dinkum gabbie.
at gabby, n.1
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 170: To London cold and foggy. An’ there I ’ires an inky ghost To put me pap in writin,’ An’ get the Cockney push on toast, Wot swaller saltbush skitin’.
at ghost, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 169: The railway coves wos fair ’ot swine, An’ so was them there Gropers.
at groper, n.2
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ Jarrahland Jingles 169: I promise yer I was just IT [...] When up I brings me plumber’s kit, An’ gives ’em dinkum gabbie.
at it, n.1
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Andrew Barr of Doodlekine’ in Jarrahland Jingles 58: Brum’s in London on his ‘ace,’ Of Andrew Barr a trifle ‘jack’.
at jack, adj.1
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Pints That I’ve Refused’ in Jarrahland Jingles 80: When Saint Peter up on top My passport has perused, He’ll put me, p’raps, where I may mop The Pints That I’ve Refused.
at mop (up), v.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Christmas Camp’ in Jarrahland Jingles 85: The miles are long in mulgaland, Beyond the beaten pad.
at mulga, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 170: To London cold and foggy. An’ there I ’ires an inky ghost To put me pap in writin,’ An’ get the Cockney push on toast, Wot swaller saltbush skitin’.
at push, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Whitewash’ in Jarrahland Jingles 31: They ‘guessed I looked a rooster gay.’.
at rooster, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Is It Hot Enough?’ in Jarrahland Jingles 172: The front-bar bummer sidles to the shickered silv’ry bloke.
at shickered, adj.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Pints That I’ve Refused’ in Jarrahland Jingles 78: At ‘free-house’ yarns I jib Which tell me how the gay shypoo Was ladled out ad lib.
at shypoo, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 170: To London cold and foggy. An’ there I ’ires an inky ghost To put me pap in writin’, An’ get the Cockney push on toast, Wot swaller saltbush skitin’.
at skiting, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘When Baley’s Day comes Round’ in Jarrahland Jingles 11: I’m slinging a screed from the callous coast [...] The telegraph key must speak for me, The messages now I send.
at sling, v.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘What of the Pioneers’ in Jarrahland Jingles 111: Amid the pop of the champagne cork, The smoodgeful speech and cheers.
at smoodgeful (adj.) under smoodge, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Them was the Days’ in Jarrahland Jingles 170: To London cold and foggy. / An’ there I ’ires an inky ghost To put me pap in writin,’ / An’ get the Cockney push on toast, Wot swaller saltbush skitin’.
at swallow, v.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘A Gibney-Riley Wrangle’ in Jarrahland Jingles 22: The voice of vast Westralia rose as through a megaphone.
at Westralia, n.
[Aus] E.G. Murphy ‘Whitewash’ Jarrahland Jingles 31: Every coon in Yankeeland Appeared to have at her command, The Great Australian Thirst.
at Yankeeland, n.
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