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On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, / And men of religion are scanty, / On a road never cross'd 'cept by folk that are lost, / One Michael Magee had a shanty.
Now this Mike was the dad of a ten year old lad, / Plump, healthy, and stoutly conditioned; / He was strong as the best, but poor Mike had no rest / For the youngster had never been christened.