Thomas Buvelot Esson (Louis),was born in Edingurgh,Scotland and moved to Australia with his mother after his father died when Louis was three years ol ..
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The sheep are yarded, an’ I sit Beside the fire an’ poke at it. Far from talk an’ booze o’ men Glad, I’m glad I’m back agen On the station, wi’ me traps
An’ fencin’ wire, an’ tanks an’ taps, Back to salt-bush plains, an’ flocks, An’ old bark hut be the apple-box. I turn the slipjack, make the tea, All’s as still as still can be - An’ the old black billy winks at me.
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The Old Black Billy an' Me by Louis Esson