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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wallabi Joe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The saddle was hung on the stockyard rail,<br>And the poor old horse stood whisking his tail,<br>For there never was seen such a regular screw<br>As Wallabi Joe, of Bunnagaroo;<br>Whilst the shearers all said, as they say, of course,<br>That Wallabi Joe's a fine lump of a horse;<br>But the stockmen said, as they laughed aside,<br>He'd barely do for a Sunday's ride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O—oh! poor Wallabi Joe.<br>&quot;I'm weary of galloping now,&quot; he cried,<br>&quot;I wish I were killed for my hide, my hide;<br>For my eyes are dim, and my back is sore,<br>And I feel that my legs won't stand much more.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now stockman Bill, who took care of his nag,<br>Put under the saddle a soojee bag,<br>And off he rode with a whip in his hand<br>To look for a mob of the R.J. brand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now stockman Bill camped out that night,<br>And he hobbled his horse in a sheltered bight;<br>Next day of old Joe he found not a track,<br>So he had to trudge home with his swag on his back.<br>He searched up and down every gully he knew,<br>But he found not a hair of his poor old screw,<br>And the stockmen all said as they laughed at his woe,<br>&quot;Would you sell us the chance of old Wallabi Joe.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now as years sped by, and as Bill grew old,<br>It came into his head to go poking for gold;<br>So away he went with a spade in his fist,<br>To hunt for a nugget among the schist.<br>One day as a gully he chanced to cross,<br>He came on the bones of his poor old horse;<br>The hobbles being jammed in a root below<br>Had occasioned the death of poor Wallabi Joe.</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 the poor old horse stood whisking his tail,
For there never was seen such a regular screw
As Wallabi Joe, of Bunnagaroo;
Whilst the shearers all said, as they say, of course,
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