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07.08.2021

There’s a tale that’s told

Out along the Gold Mile

Of a rough, woolly cowboy

And his fine crocodile

He rustles the cattle

Across trail and track

And sits atop croc

Yes, he rides on his back

And though you may doubt

That it’s true and sincere

I have seen it myself

And I’ve heard with my ear

As the cowpoke has yipped

As he’s hollered and driven

And the croc’s followed orders

Every one that he’s given

And together they gather

The cows from the plain

The rough, woolly cowboy

And his croc with spiked mane