Poem: Last Chance Australia Fair

Last Chance Australia Fair

Australians all let us lament

For we are on the slide.

We've soils of salt, our wealth's not ours,

Our seas have nearly died.

Our land abounds in drugs and crime,

The Libs support the rich;

In history's page let not this stage

Be seen as our last ditch.


Beneath the smog-screened Southern Cross,

John Howard's snooty band

Destroys this Commonwealth of ours

And splits apart our land.

For those who've come across the seas,

The times they will be cruel;

With courage let us all combine,

Of Liberals be no tool.

Give them a clear and angry sign

That they abuse their rule.


Libs want to have an underclass

To whom no rights remain,

A throng in grinding poverty,

The bearers of all blame.

If we endorse the motto mean

"My fortune none may share",

Australia will go down the drain

From lack of hope and care.

Let's extirpate this Tory bane:

Last chance Australia fair!

Russell Pink

From GLW issue 244