When you are yellow and brown
\nAnd don\u2019t wear a gown
\nA helmeted turtle
\nSometimes a frown
\nIs all you can muster
\nAnd the reason for that
\nWhen the water is dank
\nAnd not where it\u2019s at<\/p>\n
The Biripi people
\nFrom long ago
\nWith their sensibilities
\nAs well we know
\nImpactful sentiments
\nCaring they be
\nUnlike the city folk
\nWho seldom see<\/p>\n
Wild souls a swimming
\nOn the boulder beds
\nOn submerged logs
\nWe are sunning our heads
\nShort necked and beautiful
\nthats who we are
\nIn The Manning River
\nOnce we did star<\/p>\n
But now times are hard
\nIn the mud and the ooze
\nWe need our friends
\nFor singing the blues
\nIs not now an option
\nWe need a fast flow
\nWe need some fresh water
\nWe need to go<\/p>\n
Thankfully warriors came
\nFor us they
\nHelped us and thankful we for them
\nComing
\nWe pray
\nHard we can find
\nSome
\nWhere\u2019s better to be
\nWhere exhilaration again can be key.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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