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On the fields of Col'raine there'll be labour in vain	A
Before the Great Western is ended	B
The nags will have toil'd and the silks will be soil'd	C
And the rails will require to be mended	D
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For the gullies are deep and the uplands are steep	E
And mud will of purls be the token	F
And the tough stringy bark that invites us to lark	G
With impunity may not be broken	F
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Though Ballarat's fast and they say he can last	H
And that may be granted hereafter	I
Yet the judge's decision to the Border division	F
Will bring neither shouting nor laughter	I
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And Blueskin I've heard that he goes like a bird	J
And I'm told that to back him would pay me	K
He's a good bit of stuff but not quite good enough	L
Non licuit credere famae	K
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Alfred ought to be there we all of us swear	M
By the blood of King Alfred his sire	I
He's not the real jam by the blood of his dam	K
So I sha'n't put him down as a flyer	I
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Now Hynam my boy I wish you great joy	N
I know that when fresh you can jump sir	I
But you'll scarce be in clover when you're ridden all over	I
And punished from shoulder to rump sir	I
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Archer goes like a shot they can put on their pot	O
And boil it to cover expenses	P
Their pot will boil over the run of his dover	I
He'll never earn over big fences	P
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There's a horse in the race with a blaze on his face	Q
And we know he can gallop a docker	I
He's proved himself stout of his speed there's no doubt	R
And his jumping's according to Cocker	I
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When Hynam's outstripp'd and when Alfred is whipp'd	S
To keep him in sight of the leaders	T
While Blueskin runs true but his backers look blue	U
For his rider's at work with the bleeders	T
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When his carcase of beef brings the bullock to grief	V
And the rush of the tartan is ended	B
When Archer's in trouble who's that pulling double	W
And taking his leaps unextended	B
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He wins all the way and the rest sweet they say	T
Is the smell of the newly turned plough friend	B
But you smell it too close when it stops eyes and nose	T
And you can't tell your horse from your cow friend	B

Adam Lindsay Gordon

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