<h2> How M'Ginnis Went Missing </h2>
<p>Let us cease our idle chatter,<br/>
Let the tears bedew our cheek,<br/>
For a man from Tallangatta<br/>
Has been missing for a week.<br/>
<br/>
Where the roaring flooded Murray<br/>
Covered all the lower land,<br/>
There he started in a hurry,<br/>
With a bottle in his hand.<br/>
<br/>
And his fate is hid for ever,<br/>
But the public seem to think<br/>
That he slumbered by the river,<br/>
'Neath the influence of drink.<br/>
<br/>
And they scarcely seem to wonder<br/>
That the river, wide and deep,<br/>
Never woke him with its thunder,<br/>
Never stirred him in his sleep.<br/>
<br/>
As the crashing logs came sweeping,<br/>
And their tumult filled the air,<br/>
Then M'Ginnis murmured, sleeping,<br/>
''Tis a wake in ould Kildare.'<br/>
<br/>
So the river rose and found him<br/>
Sleeping softly by the stream,<br/>
And the cruel waters drowned him<br/>
Ere he wakened from his dream.<br/>
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And the blossom-tufted wattle,<br/>
Blooming brightly on the lea,<br/>
Saw M'Ginnis and the bottle<br/>
Going drifting out to sea.<br/></p>
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