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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344099" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Federal Bus Conductor and the Old Lady</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now 'urry, Mrs New South Wales, and come along of us, <br>We're all a-goin' ridin' in the Federation 'bus. <br>A fam'ly party, don't you know -- yes, Queenslans's comin', too, <br>You can't afford it! Go along! We've kep' box seat for you. <br>The very one of all the lot that can afford it best, <br>You'll only have to pay your share the same as all the rest. <br>You say your sons is workin' men, and can't afford to ride! <br>Well, all our sons is workin' men, a-smokin' up outside. <br>You think you might be drove to smash by some unskilful bloke! <br>Well, ain't we all got necks ourselves? And we don't want 'em broke. <br>You bet your lofe we're not such fools but what we'll do our best <br>To keep from harm -- for harm to one is harm to all the rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, don't go trudgin' on alone, but get aboard the trap; <br>That basket, labelled &quot;Capital&quot;, you take it in your lap! <br>It's nearly time we made a start, so let's 'ave no more talk: <br>You 'urry up and get aboard, or else stop out and walk. <br>We've got a flag; we've got a band; out 'orses travels fast; <br>Ho! Right away, Bill! Let 'em go! The old 'un's come at last!</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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We're all a-goin' ridin' in the Federation 'bus. 
A fam'ly party, don't you know -- yes, Queenslans's comin', too, 
You can't afford it! Go along! We've kep' box seat for you. 
The very one of..."></div>
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