The Drover's Dream
night while travelling sheep, my companions lay asleep,
was not a star to illuminate the sky,
was dreaming I suppose, for my eyes were partly closed,
a very strange procession passed me by.
First there came a kangaroo, with his swag of blankets blue
dingo ran beside him as his mate;
were travelling mighty fast, but they shouted as they passed:
have to jog along, it's getting late."
pelican and the crane they came in from the plain
amuse the company with the Highland fling:
dear old bandicoot played the tune upon his flute,
the native bears sat round him in a ring.
drongo and the crow sang a song of long ago,
frill-necked lizard listened with a smile.
the emu standing near with his claw up to his ear
"Funniest thing I've heard in quite a while'*.
frogs from out the swamp where the atmosphere is damp
bounding in and sat upon the stones:
each unrolled their swags and produced from little bags
violin, the banjo and the bones.
goanna and the snake and the adder wide awake
an alligator danced The Soldier's Joy:
the spreading silky oak the jackass cracked a }oke.
the magpie sang The Wild Colonial Boy.
brolgas darted out from the ti-tree all about.
performed a set of Lancers very well;
parrots green and blue gave the orchestra its cue
strike up The Old Log Cabin in the Dell.
was dreaming I suppose, of these entertaining shows,
it never crossed my mind I was asleep,
the boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start
"Dreamy, where the hell are all the sheep?"