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Mulga


We are out in the Mulga now.  I google, What's mulga? ... a type of acacia I find.

Mulga also has literary connections.  How about this from one our bush poets

Mulga Bill's Bicycle  by AB Paterson
'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze;
He turned away the good old horse that served him many days;
He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen;
He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine;
And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?"  more


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  1. WinamJuly 28, 2012 at 7:54 AM

    That's a wonderful poem! I think Mulga Bill would look at the Tour de France in horror...

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  2. diane bJuly 28, 2012 at 9:03 PM

    I love that poem and always managed to introduce to kids in my class.

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  3. UnknownJuly 29, 2012 at 9:07 PM

    Never heard of Mulga before.

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