Rio Grande's Last Race & Other Verses by A. B. (Andrew Barton) Paterson
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Deliver us from Booligal!'
A Walgett Episode The sun strikes down with a blinding glare, The skies are blue and the plains are wide, The saltbush plains that are burnt and bare By Walgett out on the Barwon side -- The Barwon river that wanders down In a leisurely manner by Walgett Town. There came a stranger -- a `Cockatoo' -- The word means farmer, as all men know Who dwell in the land where the kangaroo Barks loud at dawn, and the white-eyed crow Uplifts his song on the stock-yard fence As he watches the lambkins passing hence. The sunburnt stranger was gaunt and brown, But it soon appeared that he meant to flout The iron law of the country town, Which is -- that the stranger has got to shout: `If he will not shout we must take him down,' Remarked the yokels of Walgett Town. |
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