Homework W/E 5/8 The Bush Two-up School (Or a Game of Swy)
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 11:55 pm
The Bush Two-up School (or A Game of Swy)
Old Bluey Jones still had the Kip and nine times he’d tossed heads,
while Nugget Walker had the job of watching out for Feds.
The Ring Boss kept an eye out making sure no bets were late
and woe-be-tide the miscreant who didn’t play it straight.
The bets were placed once more and Bluey tossed the pennies high
and all their eyes were on them as they rose into the sky.
Then down they came and hit the ground and turned up heads again,
as Bluey did a war dance to the groans of losing men.
“I’ll let it ride” old Bluey cried and beamed a wicked smile
and dared the ring to cover him – “today I’ll make my pile.”
Again all bets were covered and the coins were tossed once more,
“It’s heads again” the Ring Boss called and fifty blokes there swore.
You’d better halve your kitty now old Bluey’s mates had cried,
just one more time the old bloke said for luck is on my side.
He placed the pennies on the kip with thousands in the pot,
then tossed the coins and down came tails and lost the flam’en lot.
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© T.E. Piggott
Old Bluey Jones still had the Kip and nine times he’d tossed heads,
while Nugget Walker had the job of watching out for Feds.
The Ring Boss kept an eye out making sure no bets were late
and woe-be-tide the miscreant who didn’t play it straight.
The bets were placed once more and Bluey tossed the pennies high
and all their eyes were on them as they rose into the sky.
Then down they came and hit the ground and turned up heads again,
as Bluey did a war dance to the groans of losing men.
“I’ll let it ride” old Bluey cried and beamed a wicked smile
and dared the ring to cover him – “today I’ll make my pile.”
Again all bets were covered and the coins were tossed once more,
“It’s heads again” the Ring Boss called and fifty blokes there swore.
You’d better halve your kitty now old Bluey’s mates had cried,
just one more time the old bloke said for luck is on my side.
He placed the pennies on the kip with thousands in the pot,
then tossed the coins and down came tails and lost the flam’en lot.
******
© T.E. Piggott