Union Songs
The Worlds Best Judge
A poem by John Tomlinson & Penny Harrington©1998
There's a mighty judge from Queensland
he stands so straight and tall.
He's judging for the Liberals.
He'll judge us one and all.
He's judging for the farmers.
He'll judge for Peter Reith.
His judgements mightn't make much sense,
but for fascists they are sweet.
He is the finest judge we've had
since judging was begun.
It's a pity that the judgement went:
Six - one, six - one.
He sold out the workers.
He's a bastard through and through.
By selling out the workers
he's betraying me and you.
He's been scabbing on the workers
since his vengeful life begun.
It's a pity that the judgement went:
Six - one, six - one.
When he's with his fellow judges
he's not having that much fun,
and I heard the High Court judgement
went six - one , six - one.
He is on his lonesome,
he's got no friends down there;
but he'll get an understanding
of hatred and despair.
He's lost all of his humanity,
and forgotten his morality.
He's been fine tuning his venality
demonstrating his hostility
by selling out the workers.
He's been siding with the shirkers.
He's been having so much fun
but, the judgement went six - one.
Once the Liberals give the orders
he has a right to choose
just as long as he makes sure
it's the workers, who lose.
He's been having so much fun.
He thinks he's got us on the run.
It's a pity that the judgement went:
Six - one, six - one.
It's a pity that the judgement went:
Six - one.
Notes
Many thanks to John Tomlinson & Penny Harrington for permission to add this poem to the Union Songs collection. The poem was written during the 1998 Patrick's Dispute.
Maree Delofski recites the poem on the MUA Centenary CD "With These Arms"
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