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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Boneyard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the thirteenth day of the seventh month<br>Big Max came into town, <br>He came with a clutch of plans, he said, <br>We'd be ‘mad to turn him down! '<br>He walked right into the council<br>And he huddled up with the mayor, <br>The mayor could only see dollar signs <br>As he sat him down in his chair! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We're just a common old country town, <br>There's not much happens here, <br>The town grew up around farmers, <br>Pioneers of yesteryear! <br>There's shops and government offices, <br>A bank and a couple of pubs, <br>And the highlight of the weekend whirl<br>Is a night at the social clubs! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We also have two cemeteries, <br>The ‘Old' one and the ‘New', <br>There's not been a burial in the Old<br>Since 1852, <br>It sits right there, at the edge of town, <br>All weeds and overgrown, <br>A bit of an eyesore, tell the truth, <br>While the New is nicely mown! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The news went round like a forest fire, <br>Big Max had bought the Old, <br>He wanted to build a Burger joint<br>And a Pizza Bar all told, <br>And then the parking, fifty cars<br>Should take up all the ground, <br>Where the bones of our pioneers had lain, <br>The founders of the town! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moans and mutterings grew apace, <br>The mayor was brought to book, <br>How dare he sell off the hallowed ground? <br>This Max might be a crook! <br>The council went in a huddle<br>And approved the mayor's plan, <br>They quoted some ancient ordinance<br>While the people shouted: ‘Scam! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But then the heavy equipment came<br>The dozers, trucks and rigs, <br>With men they hired from the city<br>To compound his dirty tricks, <br>While Max looked on, a complacent smile<br>Was fixed on his ugly face, <br>‘Just wait ‘til you're tasting the burgers! '<br>He'd reply, when they'd shout: ‘Disgrace! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As fast as the headstones tumbled, they<br>Were laid around the edge, <br>‘They'll come in handy for fencing, <br>We won't need to grow a hedge.'<br>But then the coffins began to rise<br>And they spilled their cache of bones, <br>The dozers piled them in heaps, as if<br>They were shunting piles of stones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night, a wind in the eucalypts<br>Swirled round that hallowed site, <br>It moaned with a grim and haunted sound<br>And it howled to the dawning light, <br>While Max, they threw him out of the pub<br>And told him he'd have to roam, <br>With the souls of the dead uncovered there<br>As his men took off, went home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lightning flashed as he walked the streets<br>And the thunder chilled his spine, <br>The rain came down in a stream not seen<br>Since the winter of '59, <br>He sought relief by a dozer, sheltered<br>Under a locked up truck, <br>Then heard a sigh, as a ghost went by<br>And a hundred more rose up! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He tried to run, but the ground, undone<br>Was a series of pits and holes, <br>He ended up to his waist in one, <br>And turned, and prayed for his soul.<br>The last of the standing headstones there<br>Then toppled, and pinned him down, <br>When the sun rose up in the morning<br>One of the council found him, drowned! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ‘Old' has become a pretty park<br>In the shade of the eucalypts, <br>The headstones laid, flat to the ground<br>In a lawn that is kept well clipped, <br>The pioneers have been laid to rest<br>Once more in their holy ground, <br>And we're more than blessed, though I must confess, <br>There isn't a burger in town! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">27 May 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Big Max came into town, 
He came with a clutch of plans, he said, 
We'd be ‘mad to turn him down! '
He walked right into the council
And he huddled up with the mayor, 
The mayor could only see dollar si..."></div>
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