William Thomas Goodge

(1862 - 1909 / Australia)

The M'Camley Mixture - Poem by William Thomas Goodge

Jack M'Camley,
Lank and long,
Bluff and hearty
Sort o' party,
Got the "blanky" habit strong!

Says the parson,
Bright old bird,
"Why'd you use that
Horrid word? -
(Jack looked grinful) -
Not say sinful,
But most vulgar and absurd!"

"It's the blanky
Church, betwixt
You and me, that
Got me fixed!"
Says M'Camley,
"In our fam'ly
Things is all so blanky mixed!

"There's me father -
Whoa back, Dick! -
Church o' Blanky
England, stric'!
There's me mother
And one brother,

"But me sister -
Way, you Stan!
Don't them bullocks
Rile a man?
Kilts enticed her,
Went and spliced a

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011

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