Coat of Arms |
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail To The Chief
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
John Fogarty (Creedence Clearwater Revival)
And so here we are in Canberra and the political songs start playing in my head...and I ain't no senator's daughter.
From the dusty, dirty Barry Way
We moseyed into town.
"Better have a shower Bill or we'll generate a frown."
It's Canberra town and we must look right;
Squeaky clean and all.
Once that's done, we'll look the part,
To enter our Parliament House
Democracy on Capital Hill
A value we all espouse.
With eyes agog and keen to explore
We stood inside the lobby.
"Better take your hat off Bill coz the protocol is snobby."
We sat inside the House of Reps and gawked at what we saw.
But it wasn't long before I heard a familiar little snore.
"Wake up Bill. We'd better go. The Senate might be better."
And that it was; a corruption case
Correctly to the letter.
A coffee was needed to wake us up
As pollies can be quite a bore.
So under the gaze of Elizabeth the second
Our energies we did restore.
This building is a masterpiece;
Kind of simple, yet complex and grand.
A fitting place to celebrate well
Our democratic law of the land.
Shirley.
Love this painting...a tapestry replica is in the great hall |
Up to the House of Representatives and the Senate |
Cuppa tea with Elizabeth |
Just feeling important |
On Lake Burley Griffin |
Outside National Art gallery |
Walkway to Lake Burley Griffin |
Entrance to museum...fascinating building |
Lunch on the lake |
View from War Memorial to Parliament House |
War memorial |
Commemorative path to War memorial (Bill resting under tree) |
On the roof of Parliament House |
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