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Sandy Blight

Sandy Blight D’Lise he was about ole Dirran town, Back in the early forties, When Sandy Blight could make you frown, Interfere with your naughties, …….bad-sex? When running eyes came shortly, Yer Eyes were plastered tight.. Fine sandy dust as red as rust, It blew, came in from Cobar, The sky was red, as yer eyeballs Fred, from June until October. People came in their wagonettes, no lie, To get away from Cobar, With mattery eyes, like the bite of flies, Yes bungy eyes all over. Old D’Lise saw these sore eyes, And hatched himself a cure, Sure it wasn’t from the bloody flies, Bottled piddle could be a doer. A spit in the eye could cure the flys, If you suffered the blow-fly bite, Slapped em down with an axe you clown, An they’d buzz on outa sight. Ainaseed in the piddle bottle, Was the sweetest disguise, delight, Bit a yellow belly color, .............Aussie fish What looked like Snotty-gobble, Cured too bloody right … Dingo Dog Trappers used Ainaseed for their decoys, To kll the smell of man, when setting their Dog traps for Dingoes. Snotty-Gobble Bliss-bombs are the yellow fruit on a tree Miseltoe, sweet fruit of the Aussie bush. Don Johnson

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  1. Date: 7/24/2013 12:01:00 PM
    I like the metaphors ;} nicely done Don.

  1. Date: 7/17/2013 8:48:00 PM
    Your poems are always interesting and colorful, Don! Love, Kim