Banjo Paterson,
The City of Dreadful Thirst
(1899)
“ When out across the stretch of plain a cloud came rollin' down, "We don't respect the clouds up there, they fill us with disgust, They mostly bring a Bogan shower -- three raindrops and some dust; But each man, simultaneous-like, to each man said, 'I think That cloud suggests it's up to us to have another drink!' "There's clouds of rain and clouds of dust -- we've heard of them before, And sometimes in the daily press we read of 'clouds of war': But -- if this ain't the Gospel truth I hope that I may burst-- That cloud that came to Narromine was just a cloud of thirst. ”
