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It was somewhere up the country, in a land of rock and scrub, / That they formed an institution called the Geebung Polo Club. / They were long and wiry natives from the rugged mountain side, / And the horse was never saddled that the Geebungs couldn't ride; / But their style of playing polo was irregular and rash -- / They had mighty little science, but a mighty lot of dash: / And they played on mountain ponies that were muscular and strong, / Though their coats were quite unpolished, / and their manes and tails were long. / And they used to train those ponies wheeling cattle in the scrub: / They were demons, were the members of the Geebung Polo Club.
It was somewhere down the country, in a city's smoke and steam, / That a polo club existed, called 'The Cuff and Collar Team'. / As a social institution 'twas a marvellous success, / For the members were distinguished by exclusiveness and dress. / They had natty little ponies that were nice, and smooth, and sleek, / For their cultivated owners only rode 'em once a week. / So they started up the country in pursuit of sport and fame, / For they meant to show the Geebungs how they ought to play the game; / And they took their valets with them -- just to give their boots a rub / Ere they started operations on the Geebung Polo Club.