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SITE SOURCE: Bush Life P.U. Ticket“I'm travelllin'” the loafer said;Said the shearer, “Say no more! But come inside and have a feed, For I see you are footsore.” “I'm travellin'” the loafer said; said the slushy: “say nae mair! You've a ticket, I s'pose, you're a Union chap, You're travellin' fair and square.” “I've a Union ticket, “ the loafer said; said the shearer, “Right you are! Just come inside and wet your beak, Us chaps are on the square.” “I've a Union ticket.” Replied the cove; said the slushy, “That's the thing!” “I've a Union ticket,” the loafer said, “One issued by Whitely King!” Then the shearer spake him never a word, But he made the welkin ring, With the thumps he thumped that loafing cove, Who'd a ticket from Whitely King. Now, if humpin' bluey you've got to go, Just give Whitely King a rest, For the P.U. ticket won't carry you far, Among the shearers' huts out West! |