The Dingo Poem by Francis Duggan

The dingo does not have many friends and farmer for him gunning
But dingo is a clever dog and he live by his cunning
The farmer on look out for him an eye out for him keeping
But dingo come and steal the lamb at night when farmer's sleeping.

The dingo was the black man's friend and black man once his master
Till white man came and stole the Land for dingo a disaster
And white man he's learned to mistrust since white hunter shot his mother
And trapped and beat his dad to death and snared and killed his brother.

For cunning and elusiveness the red fox he can rival
And like the fox he too has learnt the lesson of survival
And if he kills a lamb or calf he must eat to stay living
Though farmer he does not understand and he feels unforgiving.