You mustn′t groom an Arab with a file. You hadn′t ought to tension-spring a mule. You couldn′t push a brumby fifty mile And drop him in a boiler-shed to cool. I′ll sling you through six counties in a day. I′ll hike you up a grade of one in ten. I am Duty, Law and Order under way, I′m the Mentor of banana-fingered men! I will make you I know your left hand from your right. I will teach you not to drink about your biz. I′m the only temperance advocate in sight! I am all the Education Act there is!