<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Land Down-Under</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Slumberton-on-Slow,<br>When the rustics gather round<br>To quaff their ale, they hear a tale<br>That wakens doubt profound <br>A wild, wild tale that comes by mail<br>From Gaffer Gandy's Joe,<br>Who left his home long since to roam<br>In the land of the light pink snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the talk goes to and fro:<br>'Be goom, laad, that be rich!<br>Pink snow, he said; an' the rain be red,<br>But swans be black as pitch!<br>A great lad for romance<br>Be Gaffer Gandy's Joe.<br>Ho, the kangaroo have pockets too!<br>In the land of the pale pink snow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Slumberton-on-Slow<br>They yarn in the inn's tapp-room:<br>'Worms, Joe do write, they be a sight,<br>An' six foot long. Be goom!<br>Birds, he do say, laughs loud all day,<br>And the cherry stones do grow<br>Outside the skin, an' not within,<br>In the land of the pale pink snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The lizards shed their tails,<br>An' the trees they sheds their bark,<br>But keeps their leaves while winter grieves <br>(Did e'er 'ee hear sick tork?)<br>The squirrels they fly by night from high,<br> Says Gaffer Gandy's Joe.<br>An' the fish have legs, an' the beasts lays eggs<br>In the land of the pale pink snow.'</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357930" data-title="The Land Down-Under de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="At Slumberton-on-Slow, When the rustics gather round To quaff their ale, they hear a tale That wakens doubt profound A wild, wild tale that comes by mail From Gaffer Gandy's Joe, Who left his home long since to roam In the land of the light pink ..."></div> </div> </div>

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