Anonymous Oceania


Anonymous Oceania Poems

1. A Day's Ride 1/1/2004
2. A West Country Ballad 1/1/2004
3. Bold Jack Donahoe (1) 1/1/2004
4. Bold Jack Donahoe (2) 1/1/2004
5. Botany Bay 1/1/2004
6. Eugowra Rocks 1/1/2004
7. Frank Gardiner 1/1/2004
8. Holy Dan 1/1/2004
9. How The Sailor Rode The Brumby 1/1/2004
10. Jim Jones 1/1/2004
11. Keep White The Strain 1/1/2004
12. Ned Kelly Was A Gentleman 1/1/2004
13. On The Road To Gundagai 1/1/2004
14. The Ballad Of Ben Hall's Gang 1/1/2004
15. The Bloody Fields Of Wheogo 1/1/2004
16. The Chinaman 1/1/2004
17. The Convicts Rum Song 1/1/2004
18. The Fine Fat Saucy Chinaman 1/1/2004
19. The Gallant Peter Clarke 1/1/2004
20. The Kelly Gang 1/1/2004
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
Best Poem of Anonymous Oceania

The Wild Colonial Boy

'Tis of a wild Colonial Boy, Jack Doolan was his name,
Of poor but honest parents he was born in Castlemaine.
He was his father's only hope, his mother's pride and joy,
And dearly did his parents love the wild Colonial Boy.

Chorus
Come, all my hearties, we'll roam the mountains high,
Together we will plunder, together we will die.
We'll wander over valleys, and gallop over plains,
And we'll scorn to live in slavery, bound down with iron chains.

He was scarcely sixteen years of age when he left his father's home,
And through Australia's sunny clime a ...

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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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