Sunday, June 15, 2008


In the midst of nowhere in deserted Bydoo
The home of koala, wallaby and roo
The status of a town it never did attain
And the walls of a dozen stone cottages there only remain.

Just a dozen stone cottages gone into disrepair
Give proof that at one time people did live there
But that must have been many decades ago
Around the place tall scrub and rough rank grass grow.

Bydoo is a place without a claim to fame
It is not associated with any great name
To it that some people in some way could relate
The builders of stone have passed their use by date.

Ruins of cottages once the homes of stone building pioneers
Homesick for their Homelands and for bygone years
Their stories untold and to history unknown
They are a dead breed now the builders of stone.

A legend around their lives never did grow
Were they brought here as convicts i would like to know
They brought their skills with them from Lands far away
And why should it matter now where their bones lay?

Did they have wives and children did they die young or old?
Their life stories 'twould seem must remain as untold
The ruins of old stone cottages only left to show
The work Of the builders of stone from many decades ago.

They should not be forgotten but life's not that way
And there should be a monument to tell of where they lay
Their work is in ruins amongst the scrub of Bydoo
The home of the wallaby, koala and roo.
Francis Duggan

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