ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Angels and Devils ( That's what mates are )

"Oh bloody hell!" young Willie said. "This bloody tow balls stuffed
we've got 500 hundred miles to go I tell ya I'm not chuffed."
"I've checked the tool box mate and there ain't no spare" said Bill
"I thought you brought the snatch'em straps ya stupid bloody dill."

"I reckon we can throw three hitches round the tow ball arm
wrap the rope around the chassis and tie it to the trailing arm."
?Oh bloody great idea ?" said Bill. "Ya usless flaming dope
that's easier said then done mate cause we ain't got any rope."

"No one ever comes this way so get that smirk off ya bloody dial
I might have missed that stump if you stop whinging for a while."
"Are we there yet ? well are we ? is all I hear from you old mate
I would have gone the long way round and got home a little late."

"I tell ya mate ya piss me off with all ya mighty schemes
there was no gold up in those hills not in your wildest dreams."
"Well get ya bloody boots on we will have to walk a mile or two
that's the last time I will ever go on the wallaby with you."

Bob Pacey

G/day Bob,
I notice you're still calling each other mate - could be worse!

Terry

sounds like the road trip from hell to me - two incompetents let loose together on the road to nowhere. Wouldn't have happened with a woman in tow

I thought those hints might have been up your alley Bob - a fun poem - good on you for having a shot at it I was getting lonely

Did you like the way I used the prompt as a heading ? more than one way to skin a cat


Bobbit

I like that Bob.
C. J. Dennis made a lot of use of direct speech, to liven up his precise metric verse. And he also used the phonetic depiction of the current patois, something I think he was influenced in by Rudyard Kipling.

Your innovativeness never ceases to amaze Robere - I did notice