On western plains it’s wont to hide,
Beyond the weathered great divide.
Around the town the cattle graze,
As on the benches old men laze.
A river wanders through the land,
But it’s no mighty Rio Grande.
Yes Texas is a little town
Of no importance or renown.
It’s small; to greatness makes no claim,
But had its brief moment of fame.
{“The origin of the town’s name is generally regarded as a reference to a territorial dispute. The land in the area was first settled by the McDougall brothers, who found squatters there on returning from the goldfields. Once their legal right to the land was recognized, they named their property in honour of a rather more famous dispute between the United States and Mexico over territory in Texas, USA” – from Wikipedia}
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How neat! I had no idea Australia had its own Texas. What imaginative landowners.
We have to make sure the Bard reads this one. I bet he didn’t know his home state had a little brother in Australia either.
Yes, I had the bard in mind when I wrote it. I’ve been there once, many years ago. I doubt that it has changed.
I told him to be sure and check it out.
For Sandra:
I didn’t know about Texas in Australia either. But of course, we’re a pretty big place! No, things haven’t changed much since you visited. We still ride our horses down the dusty streets and belly up to the bar in saloons. 🙂
So I’ve heard 😉