Perfect Pan-tastic Poems

Gill’s Gold Fields Of Bictoira

S.T. Gill

From the State Library of Victoria’s Pictures Collection


I’m so tired digging for gold. Once I’m done I’m going to be old. I need to hurry I have a wife and child. The joe hate grog because it tastes like bile. There’s a guy behind me who’s already done. I really need to hurry so I can have some bun.

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