Australians Now
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
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