Tuesday, June 25, 2013

The Bushman Comments

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Twas a stormy summer night, in the middle of the farm
There was a ringer on the station with a stock whip in his palm
He cracked it once and cracked it twice,
He thought that was suffice while all his mates where round the fire
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