Treasure Island

Frank Wilmot

(6 April 1881 - 22 February 1942 / Collingwood, Melbourne)

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THEY’VE builded wooden timber tracks,
And a trolly with screaming brakes
Noses into the secret bush,
Into the birdless brooding bush,
And the tall old gums it takes.
And down in the sunny valley,
The snorting saw screams slow;
O bush that nursed my people,
O bush that cursed my people,
That flayed and made my people,
I weep to watch you go

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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