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-Now that this matter has been raised in the Senate tonight I have a few words to say also. I join with both Senator Keeffe and Senator Cavanagh in giving full support to those attendants who today had the courage to go on strike for a principle. I give no support at all to those honourable senators who rushed to lock the doors of the chamber when Senator Cavanagh drew your attention, Mr President, to the fact that they were not locked. On the internal broadcast system in my office I heard Senator Keeffe referring tonight to some people as being scabs. For some years I have had in my office a little poem which was given to me during my days in the shearing sheds. I shall read it to the Senate tonight in order to Jet some people realise how scabs are despised in the Australian community. It reads: THE SCAB REFUSED IN HEAVEN AND HELL Well, I ought to get a large reward For never owning a Union card. I 've never grumbled, I 've never struck, I 've never belonged to the Union truck; But I must be going my way to win, So open, St Peter, and let me in. St Peter sat and stroked his staffDespite his high office, he had to laugh. Said he, with prey gleam in his eyeWho tends this gate, Sir, you or I? I 've heard of you and your gift of gab; You are what is called on Earth a SCAB. Thereon he rose in his stature tall, And pressed a button upon the wall. Said he to the Imp who answered the bell, Escort this fellow around to Hell. Tell Satan to give him a seat alone, On a red hot griddle up near the throne. But stay, c 'en the Devil can 't stand the smell, Of a cooking SCAB on a griddle in Hell; lt would cause a revolt, a strike I know, If I send you down to the Imps below. Go back to your masters on Earth and tell That they don't want SCABS in Heaven or Hell. I think there is a lesson to be learned from that poem by many people. When good working men go on strike, people rush to do their jobs. We are told on many occasions when trade unions go on strike- whether it be on the wharves or in the shearing sheds- that the Government will get people to do the unionists' work. Perhaps we will see the day when the same people who volunteered to lock the doors of this chamber today are prepared to rush into the coal mines, into the shearing sheds or on to the wharves and do the heavy work which is carried out by the labourers of this nation. I venture to say that none of them would be able to carry out that work with the alacrity and the skill with which they ran to shoot the bolts on the chamber doors today.