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1936 - Donald Bradman's First TriumphDonald Bradman, raised in Bowral,Batting golf-balls felt arousal, Other kids caroused and grooved, But Donald hit whatever moved. While his mates just played the field, Donald played in Sheffield Shield, One one eight for a debut Is not a score you can pooh-pooh. Don impressed the cognoscenti Who picked him for a Test at twenty, Don outshone resentful chums With sixteen hundred and ninety runs. He went to England at twenty-two His score there was uncanny too, The English flocked to see him bat, Team mates wished he'd just go splat. But Bradman's scores kept getting higher, For he was the Test Messiah Who, without batting his eye lashes, Redeemed Australia with the Ashes. Crowding round the radio receiver The world was seized by Bradman fever, In the loungeroom or front porch Rivalling Churchill and King George. Don struck the fear of God in Brits Who underhand devised a blitz, By aiming bouncers to the crotch Hoping thus to see him splotch. But though it plainly wasn't cricket Donald managed to guard his wicket, And survived their 'bodyline' And all that British pantomime. But Don dreamt of being mediocre, So moved on to be a stockbroker, When forced to admit he was supreme He returned to captain the Aussie team. From Thirty-six to Thirty-eight He led the squad to vindicate The earlier Australian pride While crowds Donald deified. Bradman enthralled the Pommy hordes Batting record scores at Lord's, Canberra was so delighted It recommended Don be knighted.
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