great artists of this country
come and sit with me
we've got so much to talk about
how d'ya take ya tea?
 
there's something aussie in the way
you're extravagant in your art
chips nellie albert helen phillip, paul
rolf bill eric barry len and pro hart
 
chips
I like a eucalyptus leaf
I collect them in me hat
preferably without koala shit
I can't really come at that
 
nellie
I like a piece of lemon
twisted no more than twice
but I shrieked and cracked my dalton
a mug will be quite nice
 
albert
my trees and land and mountains
I wanted the world to see
what I see, not how they see me
that I should have drunk more tea
 
helen
yes I have always been itching
when I'm asked to sing, I do
white and strong and sweet and long
I am woman and I'm for you
 
phillip
what garnishes irreverent holy cow
in a dunking of political reasoning
hook me a philosophical tea bag
baited with cynosure seasoning
 
paul
they never got over me in new york
me dose of ridgey didge
I take me tea both sweet and warm
from a thermos on me bridge
 
rolf
I like to have a whoppa
it suits the fact I'm silly
while one hand paints the other one pours
tea into me gob from the billy
 
 
bill
I take my tea down by the lake
but I should emphasize
my paintings have resisted breaking down
since that pyrrhic prize
 
eric
thirty years since someone asked
two cups were my delight
I drew pictures of both their tribes
I love black and white
 
barry
you know that in my circles
we don't actually sip much tea
mustn't smudge the lippy possums
I'll just rest it on my knee
 
len
I'll take my tea in stained glass light
with two handles parallel
tea like life and art abides
lavish and symmetrical
 
pro
I'll bring me waterbag for tea
on me four wheel drive bull bar
and once me tyres get red and blue
I'll make tracks to where you are
 
thanks for your transcendence
and joining me for tea
through your extravagances
you make australia, australian for me 

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