living loving, then the leaving,
passing through deaths back door,
different colors same ol speaker,
never dead 4 nevermore.
been so many times the planet,
wore a petticoat for sure,
waddya mean me name was Janet,
i'm a guy now haw haw haw.
blink of eye an life is passing,
blowpipe, green Amazon i saw,
get that bird with my next shot,
get them feathers off, eat more.
Woomera notched on me spear,
reef it at that Roo for sure,
Echidna him good tucker,
love him, eat him like him, more ...
thanks Laura Breidenthal
Don Johnson
Categories:
woomera, adventure, me,
Form: Ballad
Aussie Witch Doctor
Witchdoctor could cure you of madness
With a chant and the words of his song
the Dreamtime spirits took sadness
returned you to ok , be long
Some of his people were now big old rocks
The dreamtime it told of their fate
Whistlecocking , if you failed initiation……flint castration rite
No breeding with men of this state
The bone she was pointed
man faded away
Knew he was death anointed
His death song they were a singing
To die just no other way
Faith is the root of his being
The power can lift you so strong
Witch doctor was now all seeing
Emu eggs now coming along…………….when the gidgee tree blossoms
Tribal warrior keen eyed could track a geegar……..tiny black ant
Or Porkypine who clawed the sand two ways………a special treat
You didn’t know if he was coming or going
Spear thrower would eat him today.
The Woomera gave the spear great power
Through a solid door it would slip
Tossed at least 100 yards
If it gets you, no life in your grip
Don Johnson 2-4-11
Categories:
woomera, adventuredeath, death,
Form: Rhyme