A Jolly Drongo
Once a
jolly Drongo sat on
the riverbank,
sucking Go-anna eggs
till it brought
insanity,
oh he tried a bit of
thinking,
but his mind was
just a blank,
Fourex beer he'd be
a drinking,
But the Kiwis' are
owning that
so he chewed on some
burnt Damper,
and drank some Billy
tea,
and thought about
the master,
and his obscenity,
bloody torys on a
working class
attack,
15 thousand in
Queensland got the
sack,
sacking Nurses,
Doctors, closing
bush hospitals a
fact,
advertising lies on
tv, “we're fixing
hospitals' ole
chap,”
but all two faced
tories, do agree,
a fixing debt is
bloody good for
thee,
get crippled or
sick, you'll feel
the smack,
when Medicare is
dead? and the poor
die back!
just like the first
war slaughter,
when they killed off
humanity,
march into the nice
machine guns,
are you bloody
cowardly?
but slaughter bloody
slaughter does
attract,
the monkey morons
will attack,
for any cause they
can find, it ought
to be?
and greed is taking
over, don't you see?
It will affect the
poor tory, alas &
alack?
And the fat toads
are laughing,
laughing,
sucking cigars on
the track,
“And the rich are
getting richer and
the poor a
certainty?”
so do you like any
part of that?!?
Don Johnson
........... Drongo
is dumb Aussie bird
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