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C J Dennis - A Fair Spin
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Righto!
I`ll give the game a go.
They say I should be circumspect; but I don`t care a hang.
I`ll bang
The cows in slang . .
`Ere!  Wot`s the game?
Don`t this Australia want a decent name
For treatin` other blokes all on the square?
I wouldn`t dare
To sell crook rabbits down in Spadger`s land;
Fer, if the ole tarts down there should complain
Jist once, why, all me custom
Would go right up the pole.
Upon me soul!
Yeh see, I trust `em
An` they trust me.
Because they say, "This rabbito, why `e
Gives us a dinkum spin.
`E wouldn`t take us in."
Now, ain`t that nice?
I don`t like givin` statesmen my advice,
But - well, I`m just an ord`nary sorter bloke,
Still, I think it is getting past a joke
When coves that earns reel decent livli`oods
Rings in crook goods
Jist `cos it pays.
Aw, spare me days!
I got some sense of wot the `eads calls pride,
An`, for to do a snide,
Crook deal like that
I`d
Sooner eat me `at.
Fair dinkum: when I sum the `ole thing up.
But still, I sometimes think
That us blokes -- toilin` for a bit of dough --
Gives the straight game a go
Better than all the `eads who play a game
Wot gives Australia a rotten name.
Blimey!  I sooner be --
(Now, let me see
Wot`s this that Wordsworth says?)
Why, spare me days!
"I`d sooner be"
(Yes, me!)
"A pagan, suckled in some creed outworn,"
Than some smug Christain `oo puts up to scorn
Australia`s name.
Aw, strike!  We play the game:
Us rabbitos.  An` -- on the square --
Even if I `ad `eaps of gilt to spare,
Like some of these
Exporters that I knows,
I wouldn`t go
And play the game so low.
I`d not send one crook rabbit overseas,
No, not to please
A flamin` King;
It ain`t the thing.
Desertin` Aussie is a dirty trick.
            Yours,
            GINGER MICK.
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