The Drover's Dream

One night while travelling sheep, my companions lay asleep,

There was not a star to illuminate the sky,

I was dreaming I suppose, for my eyes were partly closed,

When a very strange procession passed me by.

First there came a kangaroo, with his swag of blankets blue

A dingo ran beside him as his mate;

They were travelling mighty fast, but they shouted as they passed:

"We'll have to jog along, it's getting late."

 

The pelican and the crane they came in from the plain

To amuse the company with the Highland fling:

The dear old bandicoot played the tune upon his flute,

While the native bears sat round him in a ring.

The drongo and the crow sang a song of long ago,

The frill-necked lizard listened with a smile.

And the emu standing near with his claw up to his ear

Said, "Funniest thing I've heard in quite a while'*.

 

The frogs from out the swamp where the atmosphere is damp

Came bounding in and sat upon the stones:

They each unrolled their swags and produced from little bags

The violin, the banjo and the bones.

The goanna and the snake and the adder wide awake

With an alligator danced The Soldier's Joy:

In the spreading silky oak the jackass cracked a }oke.

And the magpie sang The Wild Colonial Boy.

 

Some brolgas darted out from the ti-tree all about.

And performed a set of Lancers very well;

The parrots green and blue gave the orchestra its cue

To strike up The Old Log Cabin in the Dell.

I was dreaming I suppose, of these entertaining shows,

But it never crossed my mind I was asleep,

Till the boss beneath the cart woke me up with such a start

Yelling, "Dreamy, where the hell are all the sheep?"