This Land

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A land of extremes

And it seems

A land of danger

One must be strong

To live here long


Of outback Australia I speak

Creeks run dry

Internet is weak

2 hours from town

Send in the clowns


Famine or feast

Drought or flood

Kill that beast

Wet season comes

Helicopters come


Leave gates as you find them

Or cattle will go

We muster them

Draft them

Sell them


A calf is born

But mum is dead

Placenta torn

Feed that calf

Love that calf


Fear not my friend

The muddy bog

We’ll tow you my friend

Mud caked car

Sticky scar


Oh the trusty dogs

Our best friends

Working dogs

Guard dogs

Companion dogs


Fields of gold

Skies of blue

The beauty behold

The rising sun

The setting sun


This land is mine

It is my home

Respect this land

Embrace this land

My beautiful home land at sunset