My questionee is the first born of Europe,
Mr. England the royal son of Europe
Who chewed and still chews
Fortunes from the colonies
With the mighty of hyena mandibles
When its canine teeth penetrate
Rotten pork in the helm of day’s starvation.

My questions come to you England and your brothers;
The European immigrants who left their home
To usurp land in the African territory of Australia,
Then with all imperial mighty you decimated
The human race of Africans, which you called a dog’s name;
The fitlhy, uncouth, loatish, oafish, and worthless aboriginals,
Which you deemed humanity so useless that deserve not to own any country
As God was so idiosyncratic to give such heavyweight buffoons
Like the African natives of Australia such a fertile land,
Why did you **** my brothers in Australia?
And you replace them with your sons and daughters,
To shamelessly occupy land which is not their ancestral home?
You ravenous Europeans who will heal you from the bug of colonial syndrome?
Before you answer, wisdom of time commands European settlers to quit Australia,
To bring to an end ignominious civilization of colonialism.