Keith Poem by Francis Duggan

Happy and smiling faces on every street
In the South Australian Township known as Keith
Near where the Adelaide Mt Gambier and the Melbourne highway meet
The hotel there a good place to drink and eat.

A small rural Town in the dry Countryside
Of sparsely treed paddocks that stretch far and wide
In a flat landscape always looking brown
A half an hour by car from Bordertown.

At the Keith caravan park I stayed overnight
I heard the brush tail possums growl in the moonlight
The squawking corellas woke me before daybreak
Quite a racket a large flock of them does seem to make.

In Keith Town I may be a stranger but I find the people friendly there
It has the friendly Country Town feel about it and sour faces there seem rare
And when I'm on the Adelaide highway I never pass by Keith
So many happy faces one see there on every street.



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