Anonymous Oceania Poems
|2.||There's Whisky In The Jar||1/1/2004|
|3.||The Wild Colonial Boy||1/1/2004|
|4.||The Port Phillip Patriot||1/1/2004|
|5.||The Only Land For Me (A Currency Lad)||1/1/2004|
|6.||The Old Bark Hut||1/1/2004|
|7.||The Maids Of The Mountains||1/1/2004|
|8.||The Little Worn Out Pony||1/1/2004|
|9.||The Kelly Gang||1/1/2004|
|10.||The Gallant Peter Clarke||1/1/2004|
|11.||The Fine Fat Saucy Chinaman||1/1/2004|
|12.||The Convicts Rum Song||1/1/2004|
|14.||The Bloody Fields Of Wheogo||1/1/2004|
|15.||The Ballad Of Ben Hall's Gang||1/1/2004|
|16.||On The Road To Gundagai||1/1/2004|
|17.||Ned Kelly Was A Gentleman||1/1/2004|
|18.||Keep White The Strain||1/1/2004|
|20.||How The Sailor Rode The Brumby||1/1/2004|
|25.||Bold Jack Donahoe (2)||1/1/2004|
|26.||Bold Jack Donahoe (1)||1/1/2004|
|27.||A West Country Ballad||1/1/2004|
|28.||A Day's Ride||1/1/2004|
Ned Kelly Was A Gentleman
Ned Kelly was a gentleman:
Many hardships did he endure.
He battled to deprive the rich
Then gave it to the poor.
But his mode of distribution
Was not acceptable to all,
Though backed by certain gunmen
Known as Gilbert and Ben Hall.
I think it was a pity
They hanged him from a rope.
They made Australian history
But they shattered Kelly's hope.
If they sent him into Parliament
His prospects would be bright.
He'd function for the masses
If not for the elite.
And perhaps now in Australia
We'd have millions trained with ...
O, listen for a moment lads, and hear me tell my tale-
how o'er the sea from England's shore I was compelled to sail.
The jury said, "He's guilty Sir," and says the judge, says he-
"For life Jim Jones, I'm sending you across the stormy sea;
and take my tip before you ship to join the iron-gang.
don't be too gay at Botany Bay, or else you'll surely hang-
Or else you'll hang" he says, says he- "and after that Jim Jones,
high up upon the gallows-tree the crows will pick your bones-