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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343938" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Walgett Episode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun strikes down with a blinding glare; <br>The skies are blue and the plains are wide, <br>The saltbush plains that are burnt and bare <br>By Walgett out on the Barwon side -- <br>The Barwon River that wanders down <br>In a leisurely manner by Walgett Town. <br>There came a stranger -- a &quot;Cockatoo&quot; -- <br>The word means farmer, as all men know, <br>Who dwell in the land where the kangaroo <br>Barks loud at dawn, and the white-eyed crow <br>Uplifts his song on the stock-yard fence <br>As he watches the lambkins passing hence. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sunburnt stranger was gaunt and brown, <br>But it soon appeared that he meant to flout <br>The iron law of the country town, <br>Which is -- that the stranger has got to shout: <br>&quot;If he will not shout we must take him down,&quot; <br>Remarked the yokels of Walgett Town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They baited a trap with a crafty bait, <br>With a crafty bait, for they held discourse <br>Concerning a new chum who there of late <br>Had bought such a thoroughly lazy horse; <br>They would wager that no one could ride him down <br>The length of the city of Walgett Town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stranger was born on a horse's hide; <br>So he took the wagers, and made them good <br>With his hard-earned cash -- but his hopes they died, <br>For the horse was a clothes-horse, made of wood! -- <br>'Twas a well-known horse that had taken down <br>Full many a stranger in Walgett Town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stranger smiled with a sickly smile -- <br>'Tis a sickly smile that the loser grins -- <br>And he said he had travelled for quite a while <br>A-trying to sell some marsupial skins. <br>&quot;And I thought that perhaps, as you've took me down, <br>You would buy them from me, in Walgett Town!&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He said that his home was at Wingalee, <br>At Wingalee, where he had for sale <br>Some fifty skins and would guarantee <br>They were full-sized skins, with the ears and tail <br>Complete; and he sold them for money down <br>To a venturesome buyer in Walgett Town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he smiled a smile as he pouched the pelf, <br>&quot;I'm glad that I'm quit of them, win or lose: <br>You can fetch them in when it suits yourself, <br>And you'll find the skins -- on the kangaroos!&quot; <br>Then he left -- and the silence settled down <br>Like a tangible thing upon Walgett Town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q>
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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...."></div>
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