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1885 - War In The Sudan(The British already burnt down half the fucking country. Now they called the Aussies to help finish off the rest. Page 858 - 860)The fall of Khartoum Set Sydney a-boom With the feverish Wish To help refugees In towns Sudanese Oppressed By that pest The maniacal Mahdi. In an instant infusion Of martial effusion The Colony Premier A person most linear Offered to London Support with abandon In ammo, resources, Bronzed Aussies and horses, Fired, Inspired And hardy. London accepted, The troops were transepted, After seagoing larkin' Got off at Suakin, Marched on to Tamai Parched but okay, Struggled to Digna In the sunlit enigma Of the long deserted camelbahn. The lads fought bravely With bits of African railway, Fired dum-dum bullets Into scrubland pullets, As they marched Past locals starving and parched Trying to connive How to stay alive, Amazed at the possies Of wandering Aussies Full of gratitude For being the ones As those they don't denude In the struggle and feud For the sordid burnt barn That was Britain's Sudan. On their return, Four months later they earn, For fighting the Mahdi's tyranny, A hero's welcome from the Colony: People rush from their beds To see them sail through the Heads, To see the fresh-faced cherub Aboard the H.M.S. Arab, Everyone wanted the 'Walers', Shops were shut by retailers, Bells were tolled, Kids were bold, And with medals pinned on thorax Long speeches at the Barracks Celebrate for evermore, Australia's first taste of war.
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