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Don’t always blame the little kids for being silly with their fun.
I was up near Dargo once. You should have seen what one bloke done.
He weren’t a kid by any means but he really was a flamin’ fool,
as I watched him in an instant quickly learning one bush rule.

He was wandering ‘round and taking photos of distant scenery,
then I watched him photograph the ground, near a patch of greenery.
At the time I didn’t know a tiger snake was basking in the sun.
This bloke had photographed it and should have left when he was done.

But no; he wasn’t happy. He had to go and find a stick
to intimidate the tiger. You know some blokes are thick.
I could see what he was doing now; he wants to take a snap
of the snake in its striking pose. So he gave the snake a tap.

He held the camera to his face and he’s about four feet away.
The tiger’s having none of this. This bloke’s not far enough at bay.
He was shaking like a leaf, needing a visit to the men's,
but would have had a lovely shot - of the fang marks on his lens.

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