Out there on the plains of Somalia a young woman on the ground lay
Her three babies have died of the hunger and death from her not far away
For weeks on end she has been starving in a Land for years ravaged by drought
And Mr Big in his ferrari with his wife is driving about.

Out there...

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The cootamundra wattle the commonest of trees
They sucker all around the place and multiply like bees
In scrubland and steep gullies, in paddocks brown and bare
And in urban parks and gardens, you see them everywhere.

'Acacia Baileyana' their species Latin name
And botanists and...

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Long years ago I wore good suit and tie
And I was looked on as a decent guy
And at superstore the check out girl did say
Can I help you and thank you sir good day.

Now I wear overalls have grown long beard
And I am looked on as way out and weird
And at superstore when I stand front of...

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They were the children of the now forgotten and like you and I they had their dreams of fame
But in unmarked graves their bones forever resting and does anyone remember them by name?
And does anybody even think about them and in thinking of them kind things of them say
Like they were...

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These dark and brittle splendors,

These sleek and bitter shards,

With necks longer than most

Like sunflowers tilting to one singular blaze

Bobbing their thick-cheeked beauty in a single wave-

What cherub’s breath could fan such a fatherly ambition?

I haven’t known you to amble on...

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