Valentines Day In Aussie Bush

VALENTINES DAY IN AUSSIE BUSH Awakening with a romantic itch, Then a scratch where I had burst a stitch, looking at my beaut shagger named sheila, as a randy ram, try to hug her, tis Valentines Day in Whattabugga. Love is in the bush out west, all that walks, crawls, or calls do their best. Upon this farm there is no calm, for all feel that Valentine charm. Kebabra of sheep could be heard all night without any sleep. Calling all crow, this rooster is on show. That goat, oh damn!, is horny for porky ham, and Freckie the Frill neck, tries to Goanna, while the Kookaburra laughs in a speckled bandanna. My best mate arrives, called Whatafella, only blued eyed dog in Whattabugga, with bottle brush from down da riva, a prezzie for my missus, I try'n' giv ha, still with wild bees, to try 'n' please, smiling "Darls have ne recipes for these. Love is in the Aussie bush out west, All that walks, crawls, or calls do their best.