Johnson-s Antidote Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Down along the Snakebite River where the overlanders campA
Where the serpents are in millions all of the most deadly stampA
Where the station cook in terror nearly every time he bakesB
Mixes up among the doughboys half a dozen poison snakesB
Where the wily free selector walks in armour plated pantsC
And defies the stings of scorpions and the bites of bull dog antsC
Where the adder and the viper tear each other by the throatD
There it was that William Johnson sought his snake bite antidoteD
Johnson was a free selector and his brain went rather queerE
For the constant sight of serpents filled him with a deadly fearE
So he tramped his free selection morning afternoon and nightF
Seeking for some great specific that would cure the serpent s biteF
Till King Billy of the Mooki chieftain of the flour bag headG
Told him Spos n snake bite pfeller pfeller mostly drop down deadG
Spos n snake bite old goanna then you watch a while you seeH
Old goanna cure himself with eating little pfeller treeH
That s the cure said William Johnson point me out this plant sublimeI
But King Billy feeling lazy said he d go another timeI
Thus it came to pass that Johnson having got the tale by roteD
Followed every stray goanna seeking for the antidoteD
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Loafing once beside the river while he thought his heart would breakJ
There he saw a big goanna fighting with a tiger snakeJ
In and out they rolled and wriggled bit each other heart and soulK
Till the valiant old goanna swallowed his opponent wholeK
Breathless Johnson sat and watched him saw him struggle up the bankL
Saw him nibbling at the branches of some bushes green and rankL
Saw him happy and contented lick his lips as off he creptM
While the bulging in his stomach showed where his opponent sleptM
Then a cheer of exultation burst aloud from Johnson s throatD
Luck at last said he I ve struck it tis the famous antidoteD
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Here it is the Grand Elixir greatest blessing ever knownN
Twenty thousand men in India die each year of snakes aloneN
Think of all the foreign nations negro chow and blackamoorH
Saved from sudden expiration by my wondrous snakebite cureH
It will bring me fame and fortune In the happy days to beH
Men of every clime and nation will be round to gaze on meH
Scientific men in thousands men of mark and men of noteD
Rushing down the Mooki River after Johnson s antidoteD
It will cure delirium tremens when the patient s eyeballs stareH
At imaginary spiders snakes which really are not thereH
When he thinks he sees them wriggle when he thinks he sees them bloatD
It will cure him just to think of Johnson s Snakebite AntidoteD
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Then he rushed to the museum found a scientific manO
Trot me out a deadly serpent just the deadliest you canO
I intend to let him bite me all the risk I will endureH
Just to prove the sterling value of my wondrous snakebite cureH
Even though an adder bit me back to life again I d floatD
Snakes are out of date I tell you since I ve found the antidoteD
Said the scientific person If you really want to dieP
Go ahead but if you re doubtful let your sheep dog have a tryP
Get a pair of dogs and try it let the snake give both a nipQ
Give your dog the snakebite mixture let the other fellow ripQ
If he dies and yours survives him then it proves the thing is goodR
Will you fetch your dog and try it Johnson rather thought he wouldR
So he went and fetched his canine hauled him forward by the throatD
Stump old man says he we ll show them we ve the genwine antidoteD
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Both the dogs were duly loaded with the poison gland s contentsS
Johnson gave his dog the mixture then sat down to wait eventsS
Mark he said in twenty minutes Stump ll be a rushing roundT
While the other wretched creature lies a corpse upon the groundT
But alas for William Johnson ere they d watched a half hour s spellU
Stumpy was as dead as mutton t other dog was live and wellU
And the scientific person hurried off with utmost speedV
Tested Johnson s drug and found it was a deadly poison weedV
Half a tumbler killed an emu half a spoonful killed a goatD
All the snakes on earth were harmless to that awful antidoteD
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Down along the Mooki River on the overlanders campA
Where the serpents are in millions all of the most deadly stampA
Wanders daily William Johnson down among those poisonous hordesW
Shooting every stray goanna calls them black and yaller fraudsX
And King Billy of the Mooki cadging for the cast off coatD
Somehow seems to dodge the subject of the snake bite antidoteD

Banjo Paterson



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