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Mulga Mick

Mulga Mick

The ice was thick round Mulga Mick,
His thoughts were in disorder,
Shiela had gone off with another chick,
Got the “Raw Prawn” bloody sort of,

His car had died when a Roo he tried,
To eat the old cars number plate,
Death slapped down, upon the Roo applied,
Destroyed the water radiator,

So staggering through the ice an snow,
Was poor ole Mulga Mick,
He wore the Roo hide, wrapped you know,
Pocket knife had skinned it quick.

Roo tail soup for Mulga Mick,
Before he walked away,
He staggered back to the township,
Catch a new lady is the only way.

Don Johnson

John, when your girl runs off with another girl, 
you feel like you've been given a raw prawn. aussie slang ...

Tony, like mcguyver you have to use what's available to survive....

Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011

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Nancy Jones Date: 12/8/2011 8:16:00 PM Man, wish we had roos here, are some times when I coulda used one! Dig the write, DJ, yep, keep'm comin'! Happy day!~N Login to Reply Don Johnson Date: 12/9/2011 12:08:00 AM i never saw anything dead beside the road in Arizona or new mexico oklahoma memphis alabama...here sometimes you see dozens of roos piled up at the roadside wnen the farmers have shot n dumped dozens in a heap near the road pretending they are road kill....we have millions of roos here:) Don Johnson Date: 12/9/2011 12:03:00 AM I DROVE ACROSS AMERICA IN 91

John Smith Date: 12/8/2011 3:42:00 PM Gotta be a special lady to fall for a Mick in a raw roo hide. So, what's a "Raw Prawn," bloody sort of? Great tale about tail. Login to Reply Don Johnson Date: 12/8/2011 3:46:00 PM John, when your girl runs off with another girl, you feel like you've been given a raw prawn. aussie slang ...

Tony Lane Date: 12/8/2011 5:53:00 AM Sounds like Mulga Mick is a tough guy to slow down. Login to Reply Don Johnson Date: 12/8/2011 3:49:00 PM like mcguyver you have to use what's available to survive....