ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Is anyone else concerned (and entertained) by Dr Whiteside's irreverant meanderings?

If he was up north here you'd swear he'd been chewing on fermented mangoes.

Testing . . Testing . . this is only a test.
by Marty

The Doctor put his hand up, said "I'll sample those new drugs -
we surely need an antidote for mysoginist bed bugs!"
He gulped the pills with drops of water, said "It's just a test."
His eyes then lost all focus and he lost sight of his quest.

Hallucinations started then he felt like really spewin'.
Saw Ploughmen doing cartwheels - he was on the road to ruin.
"I've got away with murder." Then he screamed "YA WOULDN'T READ IT!"
Then chundered his appendix up (but knew he didn't need it).

The placard waving bed-bugs formed an anti-shiela club,
chanting "More we understand her means the more we like the pub."
The Doc spewed up projectile foam upon the parasites,
then up for air he came and gasped "please respect women's rights."

Marty, it's one of the many advantages of living in Victoria. Heather has an endless supply of these little purple 'jelly beans'. This weekend Stephen and I are cartwheeling our way to Toolangi for the C. J. Dennis Festival.

Cheers
David

Cartwheel away David it will give Marty something else to write about

Marty that's clever - fermented mangoes mixed with the seed of drunken parrot trees I have heard makes an excellent drop of something or other. Perhaps you have that receipe

Imaginative use of the prompts Mate

Cheers

Maureen