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Banjo Paterson - The Incantation
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Scene: Federal Political Arena

A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling.
Enter the three witches.
1ST WITCH: Thrice hath the Federal Jackass brayed.

2ND WITCH: Once the Bruce-Smith War-horse neighed.

3RD WITCH: So Georgie comes, `tis time, `tis time,
Around the cauldron to chant our rhyme.

1ST WITCH: In the cauldron boil and bake
Fillet of a tariff snake,
Home-made flannels — mostly cotton,
Apples full of moths, and rotten,
Lamb that perished in the drought,
Starving stock from "furthest out",
Drops of sweat from cultivators,
Sweating to feed legislators.
Grime from a white stoker`s nob,
Toiling at a nigger`s job.
Thus the great Australian Nation,
Seeks political salvation.

ALL: Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

2ND WITCH: Heel-taps from the threepenny bars,
Ash from Socialist cigars.
Leathern tongue of boozer curst
With the great Australian thirst,
Two-up gambler keeping dark,
Loafer sleeping in the park —
Drop them in to prove the sequel,
All men are born free and equal.

ALL: Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

3RD WITCH:Lung of Labour agitator,
Gall of Isaacs turning traitor;
Spleen that Kingston has revealed,
Sawdust stuffing out of Neild;
Mix them up, and then combine
With duplicity of Lyne,
Alfred Deakin`s gift of gab,
Mix the gruel thick and slab.

ALL: Double, double, toil and trouble,
Heav`n help Australia in her trouble.

HECATE: Oh, well done, I commend your pains,
And everyone shall share i` the gains,
And now about the cauldron sing,
Enchanting all that you put in.
Round about the cauldron go,
In the People`s rights we`ll throw,
Cool it with an Employer`s blood,
Then the charm stands firm and good,
And thus with chaos in possession,
Ring in the coming Fed`ral Session.
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