I have worked Australia,
From city to town...
Travelled the coast,
Both up and down...
Working as Miner,
Labourer and Storeman...
Always taking orders,
Never getting to foreman...
Having to be yelled at,
And told what to do...
Never being trusted,
Because you are new...
It’s not until then,
When months have passed by...
That you start to speak up,
And often ask why...
And then they will know,
You’re surely no lout...
As you finally make friends,
Which will laugh and not shout...
It’s one of those things,
That comes with our life...
So just put in your ear plugs,
And keep out of strife...
Len Newey