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Thoughts on Citizenship day
Thoughts on Citizenship day. Frank Halliwell Can you hear the trumpet fanfare? And the crowd shouting "hooray"? Cause they're making me a citizen Down at the hall today! Who will make the presentation? Will it really be the ones Who have the greatest claim on it, Or those who had the guns... To wrest it from those peaceful blacks Who owned this ancient land To make a place for criminals, ...The thief and the brigand! But I'll front up for the paper And attend the little bash While the pollies in Canberra Dip their fingers in the cash... ...And fly around the country Visiting ficticious joints While the Australian taxpayer Funds their "frequent flyer" points! "Matilda" always stirs my soul A song without compare! But I have reservations on "Advance Australia where?" But I love this land of blue skies And I have for decades past, And when the dealer calls my hand It's here I'll breathe my last... Where sparkling diamonds fill the night And nothing dulls the gloss, Of paradise in southern seas Beneath the southern cross! ****
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