Well, wouldn't that rip the fork outta ya nightie? 25/8 HW
Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2014 9:10 pm
A Pearler of a day, I wake and yawn at sparrow fart,
the chooks have laid their cackleberrys, Missus gives a start.
A dingo's brekky sounds the go, I then suggest a quickie,
"But you'll be late for work." She sez. "Pig's arse, I"ll take a sickie."
A frantic folk dance (horizontal), Cockies give a screech,
A decko at the weather, then I said "Let's hit the beach?"
With matching double pluggers and an esky chockers full,
I bypass budgie smugglers and me boardies on I pull.
We hit the esplanade and hand in hand go for a walk,
a coupla clicks with lots well worth a gander or a gawk.
Beach volleyball has started, the bikini girls to serve,
behind me darkened sunnies have a Clayton's Uncle Merv.
But Karma bites me on the freckle (sure it found its niche),
went berko, did me lolly, stood in someone's kerbside quiche!
the chooks have laid their cackleberrys, Missus gives a start.
A dingo's brekky sounds the go, I then suggest a quickie,
"But you'll be late for work." She sez. "Pig's arse, I"ll take a sickie."
A frantic folk dance (horizontal), Cockies give a screech,
A decko at the weather, then I said "Let's hit the beach?"
With matching double pluggers and an esky chockers full,
I bypass budgie smugglers and me boardies on I pull.
We hit the esplanade and hand in hand go for a walk,
a coupla clicks with lots well worth a gander or a gawk.
Beach volleyball has started, the bikini girls to serve,
behind me darkened sunnies have a Clayton's Uncle Merv.
But Karma bites me on the freckle (sure it found its niche),
went berko, did me lolly, stood in someone's kerbside quiche!
