Treasure Island

Anonymous Oceania


Poems of Anonymous Oceania

21. The Little Worn Out Pony 1/1/2004
22. The Maids of the Mountains 1/1/2004
23. The Old Bark Hut 1/1/2004
24. The Only Land For Me (A currency Lad) 1/1/2004
25. The Port Phillip Patriot 1/1/2004
26. The Wild Colonial Boy 1/1/2004
27. There's Whisky In The Jar 1/1/2004
28. Vision 1/1/2004

Jim Jones

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-

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