1969 School Magazine

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He ou)ns an outback station Way of f the beaten track,; And if you uant to find it, You'll haae to take a pack .Io f ull of lif e preseraers You'll ltaue an aching back. He neaer did get maruied - I of ten wondereti ut/ty; But now I knou; t/te reason He loaes tlte open sky. He couldn't leaae his cattle For they eorfi his butter and bread,

So he alu;ays utitl be lonely Out at tbe old. homestead.

_ LINDSEY BELLINGHAM (IIC)

- KATHRYN CRAWFORD (VD)

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v/ith monstrous face and beaming grin And bulbous eyes of brown, He welcomes all, utith rosy cheeks,

From all around the tottn. T hey come to see his smiling

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To hear his tales ol old, T o taste the ale, and all agree Tbe flaaour's fust like gold. T beir burdened ltearts are tif ted then W ben Roger's smile appears, The tauern co.mes aliue u:ith mirt/t And gane are all the f ears. T hat hour draas near to dim the lights And sad are alt to part, To leaue that place of ioy and mirth For ioy is in one's heart.

?c*;* Like the silent tbunder of hidden thoughts, The ceaseless beating of hate and fear. comirug and going as uncertain a.s life itself, lvith its mindless mists of loue and trust, Penetrating eaen death. As old as time . . But neaer tutice the same. -,.PETAL" (vIC) Page Forty-Four

- JOAN JOHNSON (IIID)