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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374842" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Swagless Swaggie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This happened many years ago<br>Before the bush was cleared,<br>When every man was six foot high<br>And wore a flowing beard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One very hot and windy day,<br>Along the old coach road,<br>Towards Joe Murphy’s halfway house<br>A bearded bushman strode. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a huge and heavy man,<br>Well over six foot high,<br>An old slouch hat was on his head,<br>And murder in his eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No billy can was in his hand,<br>No heavy swag he bore,<br>But deep and awful were the oaths<br>That swagless swaggie swore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last he reached the shanty door,<br>Into the bar he burst,<br>He dumped his hat upon the floor,<br>And cursed and cursed and cursed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A neighboring shed had just cut out;<br>The bar was nearly full<br>Of shearers and of bullockies<br>Who’d come to cart the wool.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were a rough and ready lot,<br>The bushmen gathered there,<br>But every man was stricken dumb,<br>To hear the stranger swear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He cursed the bush, he cursed mankind,<br>The whole wide universe.<br>It froze their very blood to hear <br>That swagless swaggie curse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joe Murphy seized an empty pot<br>And filled it brimming full.<br>The stranger raised it to his lips<br>And took a mighty pull.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This seemed to cool him down a bit;<br>He finished off the ale,<br>And to the crowd around the bar<br>He told his awful tale. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I met the Ben Hall gang,” he said,<br>“The blankards stuck me up!<br>They pinched me billy, pinched me swag,<br>And pinched me flamin’ pup!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They turned me pockets inside out,<br>And took me only quid!<br>I never thought they’d pinch me pipe,<br>But swelp me gawd they did!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I spoke to ’em as man to man,<br>I said I’d fight ’em all;<br>I would have broke O’Mealleys neck,<br>And tanned the hide of Hall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They only laughed, and said good-bye,<br>And rode away to brag<br>Of how they stuck a swaggie up<br>And robbed him of his swag. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I never done ’em any harm,<br>I thought ’em decent chaps.<br>But now I wouldn’t raise a hand<br>To save ’em from the traps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m finished with the bush for good,<br>I’m off to Wagga town<br>Where they won’t stick a swaggie up<br>Or take a swaggie down. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bushmen were a decent lot,<br>As bushmen mostly are.<br>They filled the stranger up with beer;<br>The hat went round the bar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shearers threw some blankets in<br>To make another swag,<br>The rousers gave a billy can<br>And brand new tucker bag. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joe Murphy gave a meerschaum pipe<br>He hadn’t smoked for years.<br>The stranger was too full of words,<br>His eyes were dim with tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ringer shouted drinks all round<br>And then, to top it up,<br>The babbling brook, the shearers cook,<br>Gave him a kelpie pup. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Next day, an hour before the dawn,<br>The stranger took the track<br>Complete with pup and billy can,<br>His swag upon his back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Along the most forsaken roads,<br>Intent on dodging graft,<br>He headed for the Great North West,<br>And laughed, and laughed and laughed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Harrington">Edward Harrington</a><div class=q>
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Before the bush was cleared,
When every man was six foot high
And wore a flowing beard.

One very hot and windy day,
Along the old coach road,
Towards Joe Murphy’s halfway house
A bearded bushman strode. 

He was a h..."></div>
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