Here you will find thePoemA Derry on a Coveof poet Henry Lawson
?Twas in the felon?s dock he stood, his eyes were black and blue; His voice with grief was broken, and his nose was broken, too; He muttered, as that broken nose he wiped upon his cap? `It?s orfal when the p?leece has got a derry on a chap. `I am a honest workin? cove, as any bloke can see, `It?s just because the p?leece has got a derry, sir, on me; `Oh, yes, the legal gents can grin, I say it ain?t no joke? `It?s cruel when the p?leece has got a derry on a bloke.? `Why don?t you go to work?? he said (he muttered, `Why don?t you??). `Yer honer knows as well as me there ain?t no work to do. `And when I try to find a job I?m shaddered by a trap? `It?s awful when the p?leece has got a derry on a chap.? I sigh?d and shed a tearlet for that noble nature marred, But, ah! the Bench was rough on him, and gave him six months? hard. He only said, `Beyond the grave you?ll cop it hot, by Jove! `There ain?t no angel p?leece to get a derry on a cove.?
