Poem: Last Chance Australia Fair

August 28, 1996
Issue 

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

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