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O, BURY ME, when I lie still, on
Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill.
And guide my friends their tears to spill
on Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill.

The blue-footed boobies cries are shrill
on Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill,
and my soul will hear the whipporwill on
Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill.

So drop a pickle . . . one that's dill
on Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill.
Honor me with this last meal on
Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya Hill.

And if the Aussies will not have me,
the New Zealanders will have to do.
Send my dirty, rotting body to
Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikim
aungahoronukupokaiwhenuakita
natahu.

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