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Come an get the gall-fat Harry

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Come an get the gall-fat Harry

Come an get the gall-fat Harry, Dirranabandi in the thirties , Poor ole Crothers had to frown, Boomi-Jack’s got a sheep down, Sucking chops an eating, clown, Come an get the gall-fat Harry, Harry Crothers was the local Squatter, Boomi the bush arsonist, Burnt out the Eight mile, good an proper, Was partial to some sodgy parsnips, Come an get the gall-fat Harry, Boomi-Jacks got a sheep down, Harry owned the Eight mile, Harrys grass was burnt and gone, Burnt out for ole Lindsay, Harry sacked him, fore he’d gone, Come an get the gall-fat Harry, Boomi-Jacks got a sheep down, Payback of the Boomi-Jack, Ten bob paid to Boomi-Jack Burning Belah trees on the track, Burnt em into little logs, Fascinated by cross-burnt nogs, But no he wasn’t slack? Boomi crossed the ole Balonne, River bridge, his shadow cast upon, Copper spoke from the other side, on on, “Boomi-Jack, you’re jailed tarred and gone”, Boomi dumped the jolly jumbuck, In a river running a banker, but, “Want the evidence swim for it copper, Otherwise you is outa luck”:} Don Johnson gall fat was the fat round the kidneys on a sheep, used for cooking on the nineteen fiftys, wood stove i used to have my eggs fried under kidney fat, great tucker never mind the cholestrial ... YOU AINT LIVED TILL YOU TRY THIS DELICASY:} Fifty years ago in Dirranbandi 400 mile west of the Brisbane coast, people were robbed of their rightful wages and took an occasional Sheep off the master who was MR or Sir ....The Sir Squatter ate his neighbours sheep or cattle too ... If it dared to eat his grass it paid the price:}

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  1. Date: 1/7/2014 5:40:00 AM
    - A "Uniquely Don poetry" :)))) - Like it, well done as always! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 1/7/2014 1:15:00 AM
    I think the form ballad you always shine out, Don