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Aussie Joe Crow

The black crow sat on the stump out front, The old man heartily swore, He said you aint a cunny funt, Followed by the 12 guage roar, Feathers flew and a cold wind it blew, And the cancer bit some more, Just a spit of blood, not quite a flood, Cos death was coming, sure, Joe crow was arking out the front, And muttering soft, caw, caw, Aussie crows love eyes you know, An the bludger wanted more, The old man staggered out the front, And threw a brick at Joe, And down he went the cunny funt, Flapped off the so n so, A pain intense did commence, In the yard he had a fall, Black birds a circling stump and fence, The old man tasted gall, On coming round on his chest he found, Joe crow was perching for, His eyes to take, make no mistake, Black crow was set to score, Backhanded Joe way cross the yard, The old man said to him, Don't put my lights out yet retard, Till me lights are low n dim, Watch the reapers black one on the stump, If he comes on by to call, Probably caw n ark in his defence, No ole Joe crow he isnt dense, Just loves a sweet eyeball. Don Johnson I you are down and can't get up in the Aussie outback man, Joe crow will circle want a snack, fore the the Dingoes an Goanna can.... Bogged animals lose their eyes to Joe when they get to weak to resist. Old Ewes with new Lambs have Joe landing on then picking their Kidneys out too, The weak must pay the black bird says, don't let it happen to you?

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