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There once was a shearer, by name Bluey Brink

A devil for work and a devil for drink

He could shear his two hundred a day without fear

And drink without winking four gallons of beer

Now Jimmy, the barman, who served out the drink

He hated the sight of this here Bluey Brink

Who stayed much too late and who came much too soon;

At evening, at morning, at night and at noon

One morning as Jimmy was cleaning the bar

With sulphuric acid he kept in a jar

Old Bluey came yelling and bawling with thirst

«Whatever you got, Jim, just hand me the first.»

Now, it ain’t in the history, it ain’t put in print

But Bluey drank acid with never a wink

Saying, «That's the stuff, Jimmy, why, strike me stone dead

This’ll make me the ringer of Stevenson’s shed.»

Now all that long day, as he served out the beer

Poor Jimmy was sick with his trouble and fear

Too worried to argue, too anxious to fight

Seeing the shearer a corpse in his fright

Now early next morning he opened the door

And along came the shearer asking for more;

With his eyebrows all singed and his whiskers deranged

And holes in his hide like a dog with the mange

Says Jimmy, «And how did you find the new stuff?»

Says Bluey, «It's fine but I’ve not had enough

It gives me great courage to shear and to fight

But why does this stuff set my whiskers alight?

I thought I knew drink but I must have been wrong

For what you just give me was proper and strong

It set me to coughing, and you know I’m no liar

And every cough sets my whiskers on fire."

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