Old Timer Rhymer Poet I do not know?

Yabba Dabba Doo at the Gabba

Our Nordic God run roughshod by the cynics

Mimics all those skeptics & pundits in pulpits

Sod odd bod critics clinics their unfair optics

Hysterics but Bazball clerics are not yet relics 

Despite batting lapse alright collapse specifics

The insult not horrific result of cult’s gimmicks

Got it wrong will still sing same mesmeric song lyrics


Twits witticisms & criticisms taken a toll…troll gits

Shaken has Bazball forsaken its soul..drole misfits

No more stealth or self control just abysmal skits

Dismal death roll rigmarole gambits whole Bazball in bits?

On the dole or run rate wealth in rude health call it quits

Flits their way to play their flair hits as prole media spits 

Grandstand Baz Ben stable fable big band brand label fits 

Aussies canned.. gawking Larrikin ti*s balking..its the pits


Goal corking victory at the Gabba hoodoo fortress venue

Folks blabber talking of Stokes blokes stalking voodoo

Oz jibber jabber fibber distress as we made history..phew 

Yes JuJu mystery temptress played express Yabba Dabba Doo!

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