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Henry Lawson - Australian Bards And Bush Reviewers
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While you use your best endeavour to immortalise in verse 
The gambling and the drink which are your country`s greatest curse, 
While you glorify the bully and take the spieler`s part — 
You`re a clever southern writer, scarce inferior to Bret Harte. 
 
If you sing of waving grasses when the plains are dry as bricks, 
And discover shining rivers where there`s only mud and sticks; 
If you picture `mighty forests` where the mulga spoils the view — 
You`re superior to Kendall, and ahead of Gordon too. 
 
If you swear there`s not a country like the land that gave you birth, 
And its sons are just the noblest and most glorious chaps on earth; 
If in every girl a Venus your poetic eye discerns, 
You are gracefully referred to as the `young Australian Burns`. 
 
But if you should find that bushmen — spite of all the poets say — 
Are just common brother-sinners, and you`re quite as good as they — 
You`re a drunkard, and a liar, and a cynic, and a sneak, 
Your grammar`s simply awful and your intellect is weak.
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