Stubbies Poems - Poems about Stubbies

...We were drinking in the Eagles Nest; a cozy little pub, one Friday evening after work completed in the scrub. Most of us are timber workers, who get paid on Friday night, so we’re all cashed up an......

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...There’s cheap lunches in the Barley Tavern, each Wednesday, when after one o’clock. I always chose to eat beer battered fish, plus mystery cake a little bit ad hoc. And this Wednesday here in the......

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...A winery had a failure; a batch of wine is crook. Those looking for a buyer, now don’t have to look, for the vintage that is offered, hidden out of sight, in a mystery went missing, from the vat o......

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...I was with a Brit friend the other day Drinking beer and telling stories you might say I was draining stubbies down as an Aussie will Making this mate laugh thinking I was a real dill Ya see in......

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...I’d mowed me lawn and chopped the wood, I’d even done some weeding, And when I told the ‘missus’, she said, “Oh gosh my heart is bleeding”. ‘Okay then’ I sort of thought, her smart remark needs a r......

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...Feel all alone on a desert isle Since you left me without a word Please come back my sweet young thing I admit I've been quite a turd Hereby promise to honour and obey And be a good little h......

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...seeing you again reminds me of where i don't wanna be watching you move listening to how you talk smelling your cologne all take me back to times that were no good drinking and drugging and ......

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