To Murray On His Birthday Poem by Francis Duggan

He works for Cunningham and Kelleher their kato operator
And he is good at what he do perhaps nobody greater
His thirtieth birthday hours away and time is on the hurry
And we can only wish him well a happy birthday Murray.

He's a decent man this Murray Quick he'll not do you any harm
In fact if he think much of you he'd give you his 'right arm'
But if you go in his bad books then better you start running
As 'twould be unwise to stick around if for you he is gunning.

I've never heard that man complain he's not a whinging wimper
But do not tread upon his toes he's got a nasty temper
And I've heard it said that Murray Quick was quite a wild young fellow
But years can blow the winds of change and time can turn one mellow.

His people came from outback land from banks of Murray river
Where mozzie gives a nasty bite and stars in night sky shiver
And that's how his name came about his name tells it's own story
His Granddad was fox shooting man and sought no gold or glory.

And life's been good to Murray Quick to Murray from Bayswater
He's got himself a lovely wife two young sons and a daughter
He works hard for his livelihood and he doesn't owe to any
And he's admired for what he is and his friends are in the many