Don Johnson Poet Ballad

9 Toes

9toes

The bloody 9toes needed boots,
Cos he had just nine toes,
Big toe in the back wheel had slipped,
Push bike has caused his woes,

got him for carnal knowledge, Merle,
But all he dug was dirt,
Riding the ten bob, dollar, Shirl,
Poor will got bruised an hurt,

Later on he went way north,
To get another lady,
The bridge crossed was fifty feet below,
Got airborne flying maybe,

Cunnamulla fella, buried him,
The local ladies wept,
Nine toes had now crossed the styx,
And Charon was perplexed …

Don Johnson

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Debbie Duncan May 29, 2013 at 6:24 PM ;}

Don Johnson May 25, 2013 at 4:24 AM nine toes lived life on the edge till he took to car flying over creeks with low bridges

Sara Kendrick May 25, 2013 at 4:21 AM Interesting work..Not sure about the Australian language though..Sara

Terry O'Leary May 24, 2013 at 6:48 PM Morbidly funny... and I like it... Terry