Bungeye Bert

Now Bungeye Bert was a bit of A SQUIRT....
And came from the bush you see....
Had a squinty eye an open fly....
Was bandy round the knee....
He came to Brissy town this day....Brisbane
First time in the big big smoke...
Rolled his swag out in the park to lay....
Till the evil thugs did croak....
swag on fire, soon it was a blazer ....
They started kicking him around...
He groped in his boot, the razor ...
He slashed any hamstrings that he found....
Slashing just above the heel....
They started dropping all around....
Good old Bengal razor steel....
With 3 hamstrung as they kicked him....
They weren't too happy hey....
They lay screaming on the ground with him....
poor thugs just crawled away.....

Don Johnson....
http://www.scullywag.com/kokoda1942stoush/
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Pettit Avatar
February 15, 2011 at 5:01 PM
You vicariously take anyone to Australia with this nice little write. You have great descriptiveness and rhyming here.
Mehta Avatar
November 24, 2010 at 3:54 PM
As always enjioyed your wonderful write on Bungeye Burt, Don and happy thanksgiving day,
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