THE LAND OF CALCIUM.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 25, 3 September 1920, Page 14

THE LAND OF CALCIUM.

Hear it now, oh gentle readers, Hear the tale that I shall tell you, How the doughty Waianawiians Journeyed to the land of Calcium, Where they fought a mighty ibattle, Yea! a mighty game of football. There was Whiskers, who was pilot Of a great and grand canoe ; There was Kragbybrown and Tiny Who were great and sturdy Leaders ; Oh ! was ever such a leader, Great, and grand, and strong as Tiny? Many other warriors were there — Dan and Jimmy, Tab and Eric, Many who could play at football,— In that great and grand canoe. On we sailed past many lands, Past the land of Too ti Hooti, Where are only grassy ridges, Where dwells the famous correspondenfc, Till at last we came to Calcium, Calcium up pon the hill. Here i ' sa 1 Whiskers, "Here we are!" As his cano touched the shore, So out thi stepped , those doughty warriors. And dressed hemselves bi many colours. Then came f rth the tribe of Calcium, Clad in coloi s of the rainbow, Black, and ro!, and white and blue. Fierce and wiliing waged the conflict, Till at last the sun went down ; when, around about the meadow, Lay the conquered men of Calcium. Then uprose Mac the swarthy cliieftain, Saying unto all the warriors, "Let us hie us to a feast Over in the meeting place, Where our women-folk have ready, Tea and cakes, and scones and dainties." After all the feast had finished, After listening to the speeches, Amid shouts, and cries, and cheering, We sought out the pilot, Whiskers, And embarked in his canoe. Away we sailed from the land of Calcium Singing songs of joy and gladness; Past the fields oi Tooti Hooti, To the land of Waianawiians, Where the silvery moon was shining. This, oh readers, is the story, Told about the doughty warriors, Whiskers, Kragy, Tab and Tiny; And of all tbe other fellows, Who at one time or another, Journeyed in the Grand Canoe.