Was it Cudal where I sat on the verandah
of the pub with my mother, sister, Mill and Ida
drinking shandies and lemonade
while dad and Tom had a few beers inside
before the drive back to the farm.
Looking down the main street
there was a sea of yellow
there was a sea of yellow
lapping at the edge of town
.............................Canola
Tom told me when he came out
smelling of beer and tobacco
- everybody is growing it now
Tom told me when he came out
smelling of beer and tobacco
- everybody is growing it now

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