R-J, your beloved WA did not escape the poet's pen.

ODE TO WESTRALIA
(Anon)

Land of forest, fleas, and flies
Blighted hopes and blighted eyes
Art thou hell in earth’s disguise
Westralia?

Art thou some volcanic blast
By volcanoes spurned, outcast
Art unfinished, made the last
Westralia?

Wast thou once the chosen land
Where Adam broke God’s one command
That He in wrath changed thee to sand
Westralia?

Land of politicians silly
Home of wind and willy-willy
Land of blanket, tent and billy
Westralia!

Home of brokers, bummers, clerks
Nest of sharpers, mining sharks
Dried up lakes and desert parks
Westralia!

Land of humpies, brothels, inns
Old bag huts and empty tins
Land of blackest, grievous sins
Westralia!

Evidently sung to various tunes including 'Men of Harlech'. John Fahey gives a tune by Peter Evans which can be found on this page:

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Warren Fahey tells the story here:

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As published in a Tasmanian newspaper in 1899:

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--Stewie.