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I AM A BLOKE


I am a bloke you see

that I happen to be

all the way from Terra Australis,

and who likes to write about

the many things I've found

that is of the bush,

the scrub,

and other places be.

however,it is most of all

the animals that interest me,

who creep and crawl about

inhabiting our land,

and in the course of me days I've found;

bush turkeys;

make a bloody mess.

wombats;

are cute, in their burrowing ways.

kangaroos;

like to bound about regardlessly.

red-bellied blacks;

highly venomous bloke.

echidnas;

are prickly folk at their best.

goannas;

like to run up trees.

daddy-long-legs;

are really and truly scary hairy beasts.

platypus and platypi;

are not really seen by many.

kookaburras;

like to sit on boughs of olde gum trees.

cane toads;

squishy, squashy are best left dead under feet.

great white sharks;

need to stay in ponds,

but for me on the other hand,

there are many others I could write about

and who play their part and make

the Australian landscape

as the only one of its kind,

and for this I'm proud to be,

a blokey bloke,

a bush balladeer,

and a poet from the land 'down under.'

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