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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gundaroo Bullock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, there's some that breeds the Devon that's as solid as a stone, <br>And there's some that breeds the brindle which they call the &quot;Goulburn Roan&quot;; <br>But amongst the breeds of cattle there are very, very few <br>Like the hairy-whiskered bullock that they breed at Gundaroo. <br>Far away by Grabben Gullen, where the Murrumbidgee flows, <br>There's a block of broken country-side where no one ever goes; <br>For the banks have gripped the squatters, and the free selectors too, <br>And their stock are always stolen by the men of Gundaroo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There came a low informer to the Grabben Gullen side, <br>And he said to Smith the squatter, &quot;You must saddle up and ride, <br>For your bullock's in the harness-cask of Morgan Donahoo -- <br>He's the greatest cattle-stealer in the whole of Gundaroo.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Oh, ho!&quot; said Smith, the owner of the Grabben Gullen run, <br>&quot;I'll go and get the troopers by the sinking of the sun, <br>And down into his homestead tonight we'll take a ride, <br>With warrants to identify the carcass and the hide.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night rode down the troopers, the squatter at their head, <br>They rode into the homestead, and pulled Morgan out of bed. <br>&quot;Now, show to us the carcass of the bullock that you slew -- <br>The hairy-whiskered bullock that you killed in Gundaroo.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They peered into the harness-cask, and found it wasn't full, <br>But down among the brine they saw some flesh and bits of wool. <br>&quot;What's this?&quot; exclaimed the trooper; &quot;an infant, I declare;&quot; <br>Said Morgan, &quot;'Tis the carcass of an old man native bear. <br>I heard that ye were coming, so an old man bear I slew, <br>Just to give you kindly welcome to my home in Gundaroo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;The times are something awful, as you can plainly see, <br>The banks have broke the squatters, and they've broke the likes of me; <br>We can't afford a bullock -- such expense would never do -- <br>So an old man bear for breakfast is a treat in Gundaroo.&quot; <br>And along by Grabben Gullen, where the rushing river flows, <br>In the block of broken country where there's no one ever goes, <br>On the Upper Murrumbidgee, they're a hospitable crew -- <br>But you mustn't ask for &quot;bullock&quot; when you go to Gundaroo.</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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And there's some that breeds the brindle which they call the &quot;Goulburn Roan&quot;; 
But amongst the breeds of cattle there are very, very few 
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