THE DIGGERS by A.B. "Banjo" Paterson

Bristling Billy the porcupine,
A person that nobody liked,
Sinking a shaft on an ant-bed mine,
Came on a burrowing lizard's line,
And the lizard was badly spiked.
"You're a blundering fool," said the snake's half-brother -
And that was how one thing led to another.

Weary Willie the wombat king Said he was champion excavator; But the Bristler said, "You ain't no such thing; You couldn't dig up a new pertater!" So a match was made on their mining skill - Bristling Billy and Weary Will.
Both of the creatures were stout as steel, With knife-like claws that could dig for ever. The wombat dug with the greater zeal, But he hadn't the style or the action clever Of Bristling Billy, who looked a winner Till he struck some ants, and he stopped for dinner.
Down where the ants had hid their young Underground in a secret tunnel, Scooping them up with his sticky tongue Into his mouth that was like a funnel: "Why should I dig for your wagers scanty," Said he, "when I'm feeling so full and ant-y?"
A kangaroo who has lost his cash Was wild at this most absurd come-uppance. "Now listen, you poor ant-eating trash, I'd give you a kick in the ribs for twopence!" "Well, when I've finished with this here diet," Said Bristling Billy, "you come and try it."
Bristling Billy the porcupine, A person that nobody likes, Wanders away on his lonely line, Rattles his fearful spikes. Says he, "There's none of you long-haired squibs Is game to give me a kick in the ribs."

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