Long Wombats Poems

Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’
Reclamation offers now a new facade.

Need for...

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I once was an open book, long ago, when naive.
Before I learned to really look and motives perceive.
But after years of hurting and living life bereaved,
I chose to find my private space…happiness achieve.

Now, as in...

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On the Sixth Day

On the sixth day God created the animals
Oh what fun creating the animals;
Rolled up each sleeve to create all the animals
On the sixth day.

God made cats and dogs and hogs and frogs
Elk...

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One time wombat shudders. It was very cold today and a kilt, cape, and long length knitted cloak just was not providing sufficient heat. Must buy some socks he thought. Then wandering around he found...

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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...

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He lays his head on grass, breathing the sky
A rhapsody of hues...

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I Am Bloke...

I am bloke you see
that I happen to be,
from Terra Australis land, 
and who likes to write about
the many things I’ve found,
that it is of the bush,
the scrub,
and other places be.
however, it is...

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I Am A Bloke.

I am a bloke you see
that I happen to be,
from Terra Australis, 
and who likes to write about
the many things I’ve found,
that it is of the bush,
the scrub,
and other places be.
however, it...

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This Quatrain King is taking a break for a bit

Rhyming has been my thing since day one

Sometimes I talk in riddles I'm told by wifey poo

But you'll be happy to know

This old geezer is multitalented

I'm...

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Pups, imps, joeys, wiggling tailed marsupials, hunting in parties of five.
Deadly facial cancer has killed lots of us, it’s a wonder I am still alive.
I screech when I eat, carrion, my utmost favorite food, road...

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This old geezer is multitalented
I'm able to talk and chew gum at the same time
Can even spit nickels while singing Moon River
Okay enough about this talented old soul
I'd like to hear what extraordinary talents you...

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This old geezer is multitalented
I'm able to talk and chew gum at the same time
Can even spit nickels while singing Moon River
Okay enough about this talented old soul
I'd like to hear what extraordinary talents you...

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We once were discerning,
we once had opinions.
But then we stopped learning,
and turned into minions.

One day, something happened.
We can’t tell you when.
One day we got crapped on,
and ceased to be men.

There once was a telly
whose end-word...

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Oh let me roam where the scenery's green,
Where the willows droop down and the bell birds teem,
Across the gullies where the wallaby's been,
Just let me roam.

Oh you've got to be where the water falls,
Where stands...

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Eyebrows on noses and whiskers on women
Large rats and wombats that suckle my kitten
Penguins that waddle in hot sulfur springs
These are a few of my befuddled things

La da, di da da

Piglets that paddle in puddles...

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Here,are warm times.
Out up in the sky is the golden sun,
Shinning brightly on all.
A food for green plants and the likes;
moulds,sea weeds too.
Featured birds,four-legged land animals.
Agile social insects,out in the woods,
hunting for grains and meats.
At...

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Journey out to clean crisp air
Out beyond and over where
Giant trees reach for the sky
Butterflies flutter by
Wombats dig within the dirt
Bowerbirds woo and flirt
Decorating brighter blue
Nature's love must pass onto
The mate to lay and incubate
Eggs...

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Don Johnson Yuan-orang

We was in Coles a shopping center,
The wild man from Borneo appeared,
He reared up an started spraying 
Yuan Oranaga-Taunga was here

Followers in their blue-gum robes,
With bark a prickling round their ears,
With dollar coins...

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Dandelion dreams and raspberry wine
Cascading fountains that look so divine
Tumbling toad stools and fairy dust
Mountains of mole rats making a fuss
Dancing dogwoods with pretty pink flowers
Malicious misfits building a tower
Gathering winds and flurries of crows
Blankets...

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