Her hair is as dark as the wing of a crow
The girl from the place where the old Hopkins flow
Brown skin and brown eyes with a beautiful face
To Australia's first people her lineage she can trace
Twenty one years old near the prime of her life
Some lucky man in her will have a beautiful wife
That is if she will marry on a future day
Though at present such thoughts from her mind does seem far away
Framlingham's Rose works as a secretary in nearby Warrnambool
The City where she went to secondary school
But overnight in the coastal City she does not stay
She drives home to Framlingham after work every day
With the fresh and clear beauty of youthful elan
Framlingham's young Rose is the pride of her clan.
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