From the Summit of Mt Rouse one can see far and wide
Through the Southern Grampians that brown Countryside
That stretch to the Grampians beyong Dunkeld and for miles around
The scenery breathtaking from the high ground,
Those volcanic hills of fire centuries ago
Dumped their volcanic rocks on the flat lands below
Ancient Mt Rouse of historical renown
Is thousands of centuries older than old Penshurst Town
That it has overlooked for decades of time
And is honoured in history and in song and in rhyme
Where the Indigenous people had their Corroborees centuries ago
The true history of this Land they surely did know
They too have gone the way of time but Mt Rouse remain
And it's wild beauty and it's rugged looks it does retain.
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