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He longed to be a Back-Blocks Bard, / And fame he wished to win -- / He wrote at night and studied hard / (He read THE BULLETIN); / He sent in "stuff" unceasingly, / But couldn't get it through; / And so, at last, he came to me / To see what I could do.
The poet's light was in his eye, / He aimed to be a man; / He bought a bluey and a fly, / A brand new billy-can. / I showed him how to roll his swag / And "sling it" with the best; / I gave him my old water-bag, / And pointed to the west.