Two little dudes from the George-street block, Up for a brief vacation! One little girl in a neat print frock, Maid of the Mulga Station! Two little dudes with walking-sticks, Two little heads that the collars fix! Two little hats at nine-and-six, Two little dudes on a station.
One little maid with a bashful smile, Given for a salutation; Two little dudes of the nan-nan style, Bent on a captivation. One little maid with a smile so true, Curly hair of a nut-brown hue; Eyes of a liquid violet blue, One little maid on a station.
“Didn’t she fear her walks to take Over the grassy clearing?” “Didn’t she fear some nasty snake His ugly head a-rearing?” “Sirs,” she said, with an arching brow, And a smile that was hardly a smile somehow, “There are so many jackasses ‘round here now, That the snakes are disappearing!”
"W. T. Goodge"
Australian Town and Country Journal, 24 June 1899, p57