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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357908" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hundredth Year</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not that I'd quarrel with the way<br>They celebrates their hundredth year<br>In town (said old Pete Parraday),<br>But that don't suit us bush blokes here.<br>So let bells ring and whistles blare<br>And fill the town with mighty sound,<br>Let motor noises tear the air<br>An' bonfires light the hills around.<br>When I'm five score I want some say<br>In things (said old Peter Parraday).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've lived me life here in the bush<br>(Said Pete) since I was but a boy;<br>An' all this city noise an' push<br>Ain't my idea of showin' joy.<br>Me ears ain't tooned to sich like noise,<br>And fire is like to wake our fear.<br>Them ain't the things that we enjoys<br>When celebratin' birthdays here;<br>So, if I live so long, I pray<br>For peace (said old Peter Parraday).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hundred year's a long, long spell<br>To hang about this mad ole earth,<br>And when man nears his century - well<br>He don't crave much of noisy mirth -<br>Not for himself, with life near run<br>Its length, such comes for others yet;<br>Not for himself; for he is done,<br>With all life's hectic fuss an' fret.<br>So let me have my foolish way<br>In this (said old Pete Parraday).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ask but this, an' nothin' more,<br>When comes my hundredth natal day;<br>Let me sit here beside my door<br>And dream (said old Pete Parraday).<br>While bush birds sing the songs I know,<br>And bush sounds that I love the best,<br>Wake memories of the long ago,<br>Let me sit here a while and rest.<br>Aye, rest, and sleep and, who shall say?<br>Sleep sound (said old Pete Parraday).</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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They celebrates their hundredth year
In town (said old Pete Parraday),
But that don't suit us bush blokes here.
So let bells ring and whistles blare
And fill the town with mighty sound,
Let motor noises tear the a..."></div>
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