A PATCH UPON BOTH ELBOWS

[swag upon my shoulder]

these words: peter sim-greg champion

 

when first I entered stockbroking

it wasn’t all it seemed

the chaps they all harassed me ‘bout

which was my football team

 

some said they went for brown & gold

but they were greatly teased

by far the great majority

said barrack for the Dees

CH.

with a patch upon both elbows

fine red wine in my hand

I went to watch the Demons

With friends in the Members Stand

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With newspaper to spread on seats

And rug upon my knees

We’ll barrack till snow season

Then take off for a ski

 

we love our games against Geelong

though often we get hammered

yet nowadays so few of them

they actually went to Grammar

 

to be knocked off by Plebs who did

matric at State High School

it doesn’t sit too well with us

we who were born to rule

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