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“Dead Dog Pinch”
Оглавление’Twas simple how it got the name—
Tom Brown, a shearing drummer,
On horseback with a rifle came
Along, in early summer.
A dog rushed out of Turner’s hut,
And Tom, his bark to stifle
He turned and aimed with eyes half shut,
And downed him with his rifle.
Old Turner caught him in the act
And cried, “A pound to square it!”
“I shot the mongrel that’s a fact,
A pound, how can I spare it?
’Twill pinch the youngsters much I fear
(To you it seems a trifle),
The missus gets no dress this year—
The devil take the rifle!”
He paid it ere he moved an inch
(Don’t everybody know it,)
The place is known as “Dead Dog Pinch”
(A dead dog lies below it).
And should it ever be a town,
The name was through a trifle—
A careless word by Thomas Brown,
A bullet from a rifle.
