Telstra is saving the environment
A poem by John Tomlinson ©1998
They paid me to chop the trees down
so fifty years ago I cleared the plain.
Now they are going to pay me to dig holes
to put them back again.
The Murray Darling system
is full of algae and silt,
we treat it like a sewerage drain
and yet we feel no guilt.
Don't hesitate or contemplate
Irrigate and desecrate,
we can always sell telstra
and call the battler - mate.
Notes
Many thanks to John Tomlinson for permission to add this poem to the Union Songs site.
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