A new career he must begin,
(And fresh it roused his ire)
For squatters they was fencin' in
With that infernal wire;
And sheep was paddocked everywhere—
'Twas like them squatters' cheek!—
And shepherds now, for all they'd care,
Might go to Cooper's Creek.
He said he couldn't use an axe,
And wouldn't if he could;