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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357390" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Mixed Crew</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tho' it sounds a trifle mystic,<br>Somewhat vague and cabbalistic,<br>When you come to analyse the inner side<br>Of political alliance<br>You will find it is a science<br>That embraces matters delicate and wide.<br>It involves the close cohesion of the faction or cabal,<br>And the very fleeting friendship of the temporary pal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But pull for the shore, lads, pull for the shore.<br>Never mind wot boat yer in, struggle at yer oar.<br>Cook is on the gunwale, cursin' us fer cows;<br>Deakin's in stern-sheets. Mauger's at the bows;<br>The stormy winds are blowin' an' the enemy's at hand;<br>We must settle it among us when we're safely on the land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's the Temporary Fusion;<br>Which is mainly an illusion<br>When you view it in the light of ev'ry day.<br>But politically? - truly<br>'Tis a state in which, unduly,<br>You are never pledged or promised either way.<br>An ideal party union, where a man may trim his sail;<br>Though vulgar folk allude to it as 'sitting on a rail.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But pull for the shore, lads, pull for the shore.<br>We'll settle in the harbour when the hurricane is o'er.<br>Quick is partly inside; Irnine's partly out;<br>Wille Kelly's overside, floundering' about;<br>Forrest's at mast'ead, letting out a roar.<br>Never mind who owns the boat. Pull for the shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then there's the Coalition,<br>Which is entered on condition<br>You can swallow certain principles with ease.<br>'Tis corruption sugar-coated;<br>And no matter how you've voted<br>In the past, you may change it if you please.<br>Though the common crowd may scoff at the reversal of your vote,<br>If you murmur 'Coalition' you may safely turn your coat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But pull for the shore, lads, pull for the land.<br>Never mind who owns the craft, lend a willin' hand.<br>Smith is on the bowsprit, yellin' 'Anti-Sosh'!<br>Reid is on the towline, draggin' in the wash;<br>Jawbone Neild is founderin', shoutin' for a rope;<br>But pull, lads, pull, for the shore's our only hope.<br>Note you now the Understanding,<br>Quite devoid of party branding,<br>Where the parties undertake to understand<br>That, in certain set conditions,<br>They'll consider their positions,<br>And reach out for what they want with either hand.<br>And for the country's welfare and the nation's lasting good,<br>They agree to understand that they are all misunderstood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But pull for the shore, lads, pull for the shore.<br>Groom is on the fore'atch with 'arf a dozen more;<br>Knox is in the chart-room makin' up his mind;<br>Wilks is on a hen-coop, draggin' on behind.<br>Never mind the company; only keep afloat.<br>You can't be too particular who's mannin' of the boat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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Somewhat vague and cabbalistic,
When you come to analyse the inner side
Of political alliance
You will find it is a science
That embraces matters delicate and wide.
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