The Wannon Poem by Francis Duggan

He is from the place where the black wattle grow
Where the brown Wannon waters in the brown country flow
On it's long winding journey to the Pacific shore
In a babble that will be heard forever more
The river that has inspired story and rhyme
Was old in the age of the dinosaur and the dreaming time
Close to it's brown banks in the shade of the trees
In Summers centuries ago the first Aussies had their corroborees
Since many Seasons of Nature have come and have gone
But the brown Wannon waters keep babbling on
Towards the Pacific many miles away
In the brown and flat paddocks every night and day
Through the home of wallaby, roo and the dark pale eyed crow
To the distant ocean it forever will flow.