There’s a drawl when they care to speak With an easy smile makes them complete Discipline is a word left out Except in a bar when it’s time to shout An easy amble as they walk With laughter not far off when gathering to talk And a mate is someone not let down When there’s mischief coming around The land has bred them hard as if to know When it’s shoulders to the wheel and mate-ship on the go For Australians will fight for the right In freedom’s call shoulders together packed up tight. © Paul Warren Poetry