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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357471" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bottle-O Benny</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chuff! Chuff! Chuff! With a rumble and a rattle,<br>Waking every echo on the old bush road;<br>Waking, too, the wonder of the wayside cattle<br>With the clatter of his engine and his strange, mixed load;<br>With his front wheels a-wobble and his back brake squealing,<br>Skirting here the table-drain, grazing there a tree,<br>His hand upon the steering, but his mind upon his dealing,<br>Comes Bottle-o Benny in his old Model T.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Any ole iron, sir? Fat, sir? Bottles, sir?<br>Cast-off clobber, or any ole rags?<br>(Pretty sticky patch that, down by the wattles, sir.)<br>Any ole machinery or secon'-and bags?<br>Charf bags, bran bags? Taken 'em orf yer 'an's, sir <br>Best city prices, spot cash. That's me!<br>This 'ere dealin' life's as 'ard as any man's, sir.'<br>Says Bottle-o Benny from his old Model T.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He pokes about the rubbish heap; he roots around the stable there;<br>He loiters in the lumber-shed and says, 'Times is lean.<br>Give you 'arf-a-dollar, now, for that ole table there.<br>Square an' all an' honest, sir, I'd 'ardly make a bean!<br>Yes; I've counted up the bottles; two dozen's wot I make 'em, sir.<br>Wot? Them sauce an' pickle 'uns?<br>But, jist for ole acquaintance like, I'll rid yer 'an's an' take 'em, sir.'<br>And he magically packs them in his old Model T.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chuff! Chuff! Chuff! With a rattle and a rumble,<br>Off goes Benny by the Burnt Stump Bend.<br>His echoes scarce have died away ere Mum begins to grumble:<br>Where's that copper kettle that I put out to mend?'<br>And Lil says, 'Last year - (I've always had a feeling) <br>Last year a clothes-line went when Benny went,' says she.<br>But Benny won't be back again for twelve months, dealing<br>For unconsidered trifles in his old Model T.</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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Waking every echo on the old bush road;
Waking, too, the wonder of the wayside cattle
With the clatter of his engine and his strange, mixed load;
With his front wheels a-wobble and his back brake sq..."></div>
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