Indiana Shaw Poet Rhyme

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For This Glorious Land

Gum boots all spit and polished, clothes all spick, and span
We are all off to church to give thanks to this glorious land

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

Each man has given his labour, every woman given her toil
As children brought up with a given politeness, not to spoil

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

We fought all our devils to be able to call this land our own
Only the Lord’s book in our hands as we enter the unknown

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

Stood fortified in our faith for the dreams we could achieve
For each seed that’s planted and in it we then could believe

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

Reaped in all our harvests, from all the fruits of our labours
Gave thanks and praises &, supported all of our neighbours

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

Now today we rejoice in our finest clothes and good voices
More so as revel in our pride of making all the right choices

For this glorious land 
For this glorious land

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