Will the madam then take Poland,

When she’s left South Park skint?

When she knocked up at that bakery,

Demanding early bread,

We scoffed at such audacity.

But it’s gone to her head.

She must have stormed the


While our reps were asleep.

Her Perth Reich has just goose-stepped in.

Democracy gone cheap.

We must fight her at the Causeway,

The Narrows and the zoo.

For she now eyes our foreshore off,

To boost her revenue.

So rise up Mattagarup folk

Resist for all you’re worth,

And show the greedy northern


We don’t want death by Perth.