ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Peter Prasser was a pussy
scared of every night and day.
Hiding in his hidden household
trying to so safe to stay.

But he never knew that no one
cared not if he hid away.
So it was a woeful wonder
that he wasted clean away.


Bob

Peter Prasser was a dill
to hide his head in hidey holes
staying safe seems somewhat silly,
seems he sought solace from souls.

Sad to say seems no one missed him.
Miserable some would say.
Peter Prasser starved and suffered
safely stashed somewhere away.


Good on you Bob - you've got the idea and you're on a roll You'll be doing Poetry slams soon

Cheers

Maureen

A tragic tale Bob. Well done.