Akubra Poems - Poems about Akubra

...Hi'ya Mel g'day n such.' i tip me Akubra mate; you've achieved so bloody much.! An I'm looking at Hoody; at the legend that he's forged.' Along with 'our Jhonny' They've fought battles right acros......

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... tell her you saw me ... tell her I was out on the bluff at the Cape during a gale, much too close to the rocks … tell her the surf was tormenting the ledges, its roar far too loud for me to hear......

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...For far shires beyond the western red sun I’m leaving the Land of the Long White Cloud - to journey across the far horizon where cockatoos in bloodwoods sing aloud. Trading in my black si......

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...Tell her you saw me ... Tell her I was out on the bluff at the Cape during a gale, much too close to the rocks. Tell her the surf was tormenting the ledges, its roar far too loud for me to hear......

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... "Troll" The silent incessant chatter thick black ooze jeers and laughter jolt lightening barbs slicing a heart in two the dark undercur......

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...ROOBOY Between the spinifex and gibber, across the dry, hot sand, Lenny sits as proud as punch with the leather straps in hand, His roo it has a saddle and a bit between its teeth, When he want......

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...By Robert (Bob) Moore (©2015) The gun shearer has gone now, like many other things the shearing sheds are empty, and wools no longer king gone now like the drover, and the brumbie on the plains ......

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...A steady blanket of funereal rain fell for days, From the wintry heaven, onto the ground. And by about three in the morning I was woken by A screaming pleading sort of sound. I had clumsy boots......

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...Bloody streuth look out mate here they come The Tourists Downunder to have some fun Clickin’ their cameras, looking goggle eyed While out in the hot sun getting deep fried Askin’ for service and ......

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...Boris the wombat was very fat So fat in fact That he had to sit back on his hind legs Just like a dog when he begs His best friend was called Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat One day Boris an......

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...On a clear day, under a blue sky My friends and I Decided to go for a picnic lunch So we headed out with a basket full of yummy Things to munch on The walk was long But we were having fun Warm......

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