Bull Camel Blunder
ancient thunder echoes still,
in the caves ringing,
ding-bats say 'chill,'
and the cattle dorg do wonder,
in a place called down-under,
sperm whales are sucking krill,
poor johnson's lost his skill,
short in the brain, a blunder,
the dingo howls until,
a bull camel spits n chunders,
shut up ya dill...
re: 'Medieval Man' Russell Sivey
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