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Treborlang
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1835 - She'll Be ApplesOld Mother EnglandWhen she feared the Frogs Shipped off to Van Diemen's Land A batch of underdogs. They travelled in two ships Landed on the Derwent Where good old Governor Collins Led them on most fervent. For this bunch of settlers, We convicts cleared the earth, In no time whatsoever Hobart Town sees birth. The hardships now increase As does the size of gaols, And all of us are starving Till they discover whales. Just as things improve And they get us out of rags Norfolk Island sends us A tough new batch of lags. Lawlessness grows rife Bushrangers wage war Governor Davey comes and Puts us under martial law. While the Colonial office With convict problems grapples, The Old Hands who get freedom Are allowed to grow some apples. No more ratbags, please, Cry us Tasmanian flock, But still from Britain's gaols These tens of thousands dock. Only one solution, The west side of our land Is turned into a fortress, Sorrell's by command. A big sigh of relief Stirs through the neighbourhood. Now steady stream of settlers, And apples getting good.
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