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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343943" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Idyll of Dandaloo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On Western plains, where shade is not, <br>'Neath summer skies of cloudless blue, <br>Where all is dry and all is hot, <br>There stands the town of Dandaloo -- <br>A township where life's total sum <br>Is sleep, diversified with rum. <br>Its grass-grown streets with dust are deep; <br>'Twere vain endeavour to express <br>The dreamless silence of its sleep, <br>Its wide, expansive drunkenness. <br>The yearly races mostly drew <br>A lively crowd at Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There came a sportsman from the East, <br>The eastern land where sportsmen blow, <br>And brought with him a speedy beast -- <br>A speedy beast as horses go. <br>He came afar in hope to &quot;do&quot; <br>The little town of Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now this was weak of him, I wot -- <br>Exceeding weak, it seemed to me -- <br>For we in Dandaloo were not <br>The Jugginses we seemed to be; <br>In fact, we rather thought we knew <br>Our book by heart in Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We held a meeting at the bar, <br>And met the question fair and square -- <br>&quot;We've stumped the country near and far <br>To raise the cash for races here; <br>We've got a hundred pounds or two -- <br>Not half so bad for Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;And now, it seems we have to be <br>Cleaned out by this here Sydney bloke, <br>With his imported horse; and he <br>Will scoop the pool and leave us broke. <br>Shall we sit still, and make no fuss <br>While this chap climbs all over us?&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">   * </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The races came to Dandaloo, <br>And all the cornstalks from the West <br>On every kind of moke and screw <br>Come forth in all their glory drest. <br>The stranger's horse, as hard as nails, <br>Look'd fit to run for New South Wales. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He won the race by half a length -- <br>Quite half a length, it seemed to me -- <br>But Dandaloo, with all its strength, <br>Roared out &quot;Dead heat!&quot; most fervently; <br>And, sfter hesitation meet, <br>The judge's verdict was &quot;Dead heat!&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And many men there were could tell <br>What gave the verdict extra force. <br>The stewards -- and the judge as well -- <br>They all had backed the second horse. <br>For things like this they sometimes do <br>In larger towns than Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They ran it off, the stranger won, <br>Hands down, by near a hundred yards. <br>He smiled to think his troubles done; <br>But Dandaloo held all the cards. <br>They went to scale and -- cruel fate -- <br>His jockey turned out under weight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps they's tampered with the scale! <br>I cannot tell. I only know <br>It weighed him out all right. I fail <br>To paint that Sydney sportsman's woe. <br>He said the stewards were a crew <br>Of low-lived thieves in Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lifted up his voice, irate, <br>And swore till all the air was blue; <br>So then we rose to vindicate <br>The dignity of Dandaloo. <br>&quot;Look here,&quot; said we, &quot;you must not poke <br>Such oaths at us poor country folk.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We rode him softly on a rail, <br>We shied at him, in careless glee, <br>Some large tomatoes, rank and stale, <br>And eggs of great antiquity -- <br>Their wild, unholy fregrance flew <br>About the town of Dandaloo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He left the town at break of day, <br>He led his racehorse through the streets, <br>And now he tells the tale, they say, <br>To every racing man he meets. <br>And Sydney sportsmen all eschew <br>The atmosphere of Dandaloo.</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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'Neath summer skies of cloudless blue, 
Where all is dry and all is hot, 
There stands the town of Dandaloo -- 
A township where life's total sum 
Is sleep, diversified with rum. 
Its grass-grown streets wit..."></div>
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