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1787 - All AboardFrom London sails a fleet of shipsOf rascals and rascality In charge a Captain who just drips Compassionate humanity. 'Tis Arthur Phillip, kindly sport, One thousand pounds per annum net, By Whitehall hired to help deport Their lumpen proletariat. 'Oh, please, deport them all for good, Both outcast and felonious, For English life without them could Be charming and harmonious. Here's five escorts and six jail craft To take them across the ocean, And as the fleet is understaffed We'll give you a promotion.' They give him too with bally-hoo Full powers plenipotentiary, And happy Britain waves goodbye to The bobbing penitentiary. Aboard a gaggle of London folk, Who number a thousand and forty-four, Who do not prize fate's masterstroke And rather lack esprit de corps. The warship Sirius leads the fray Five hundred tonnes dramatical, While the Supply and Borrowdale Are a bit less problematical. With Charlotte, Friendship, Fishbourne sails The Scarborough and Golden Grove. With Lady Penrhyn and Prince of Wales, Goes the Alexander painted mauve. For forty weeks from North to South Art steers the fleet with fearlessness, And never bleak words leave his mouth As he reflects their cheerlessness. Yet Phillip suffers when the lash Is plied without causality, It breaks his heart to see them thrash A convict with brutality. Oh, how he cringes when the screws Flog convicts with dexterity When troubled felons scream abuse He writhes in great extremity. As luck would have it sheer bad nerves Make Phillip seek monotony, So the First Flotilla never swerves And heads direct for Botany.
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