The Old Yarra River Poem by Francis Duggan

The Yarra from Mt Baw Baw it journeys it's way down
Through rough and shrubby places and paddocks rank and brown
From the foothills of Mt Baw Baw by many a country town
On it's sea going journey on through Melbourne a City of renown
The Yarra from Mt Baw Baw has inspired story and song
Through Collingwood, Richmond and Southbank it slowly crawls along
The old Yarra river in the Dreamtime was old
Many legends of it have been written and told
Carrying plastic cans and bags and bottles the brown Yarra crawls slow
As through the City of Melbourne towards the sea it does flow
Of human created pollution the river is rife
One who drinks of such waters does not value one's life
The one who inspires song, story and rhyme
The old Yarra river was old in the Dreamtime.