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I lie and think..? And think then dream..On how it will end?
What will be the scenes? The die is cast..' So many now
Know.! Many more will soon, and that will show.' Will they
Lose some more.? Do they know they can stand? and truly defeat
This evil plan? Lets assume they will, arise as one' and
Start at home, were they are well known.' I guess? they'll
Root out the 'low life agents local ' starting at town and
Shire, and gettiing real vocal.' I can imagine up in Yass i
Bet those hills will ring' People greeting freedom what a
Wonderous thing' along the Bidgie out Balranald way
Where the river winds through endless days..The tracks
Are rutted the earths kinda softer, it would suit a dragging
I know its not a hanging.' But murder i'm not for' yet two
Stock horses and a brand new rope.' Tied round the ankles
Well it wouldent be a joke.' I guess albo should survive
A good thirty yards? or twenty five metres, you see i'm not
That hard.' Then off to the smokey a two hundred stretch
LOL)) just a little humor, yet i'd save their necks! And their
Time won't be wasted..Not while they reside, at the peoples
Pleasure..I'll let you decide.' now experimental medicines
Seem their thing.' So as soon as they get made they can
Take them in, they'll be doing their bit and can even report
Right on t v, to the nation what do ya think old sports? And
They can also have our old tramping staple, salvital and
Meths..To keep their health well.? kinda stable.'

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