Ramblings

[Wendy Seddon]

This silly little gem came into my head while driving home from work - thought we could have some fun with it?

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

[David Campbell]

Good fun, Wendy!

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

“The shakes,” he said, “what sort of shakes? Perhaps the milky sort,
with strawberries and ice cream, of the kind my mother bought?
I’ll have to test it, don’t you know, I’ve got this here machine,
a Victa motor mower that’ll check your grass is clean!”

[Shelley Hansen]

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

“The shakes,” he said, “what sort of shakes? Perhaps the milky sort,
with strawberries and ice cream, of the kind my mother bought?
I’ll have to test it, don’t you know, I’ve got this here machine,
a Victa motor mower that’ll check your grass is clean!”

He put it through the rigours of inspection, blade by blade,
and when at last he'd finished, looked decidedly dismayed.
"It seems to me", he uttered, "your excuse is sounding thin.
This grass is not Sir Walter - so I'll have to run you in!"

[Maureen K Clifford]

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

“The shakes,” he said, “what sort of shakes? Perhaps the milky sort,
with strawberries and ice cream, of the kind my mother bought?
I’ll have to test it, don’t you know, I’ve got this here machine,
a Victa motor mower that’ll check your grass is clean!”

He put it through the rigours of inspection, blade by blade,
and when at last he'd finished, looked decidedly dismayed.
"It seems to me", he uttered, "your excuse is sounding thin.
This grass is not Sir Walter - so I'll have to run you in!"

"Of course it's not Sir Walter - pray tell me sir are you Dim?
This grass is purely magical for folks there suffering,
some call it Mary Jane and there are some who call it weed
but let me tell you matey it's a boon for those in need."

[Wendy Seddon]

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

“The shakes,” he said, “what sort of shakes? Perhaps the milky sort,
with strawberries and ice cream, of the kind my mother bought?
I’ll have to test it, don’t you know, I’ve got this here machine,
a Victa motor mower that’ll check your grass is clean!”

He put it through the rigours of inspection, blade by blade,
and when at last he'd finished, looked decidedly dismayed.
"It seems to me", he uttered, "your excuse is sounding thin.
This grass is not Sir Walter - so I'll have to run you in!"

"Of course it's not Sir Walter - pray tell me sir are you Dim?
This grass is purely magical for folks there suffering,
some call it Mary Jane and there are some who call it weed
but let me tell you matey it's a boon for those in need."

Some say it's recreational, some say it's for the 'meds'
in liquid form or tablet, it fixes broken heads.
I fed it to my terrier to try to kill the fleas...
she sprayed her mark upon the bark, then ran up all the trees!!

[Maureen K Clifford]

The customs man had called me in - it really was a farce!
His little light shone everywhere and settled on my grass.
"but Sir, it's just medicinal, this weed is for the shakes!"
I didn't say I held some back for Nana for her cakes!

“The shakes,” he said, “what sort of shakes? Perhaps the milky sort,
with strawberries and ice cream, of the kind my mother bought?
I’ll have to test it, don’t you know, I’ve got this here machine,
a Victa motor mower that’ll check your grass is clean!”

He put it through the rigours of inspection, blade by blade,
and when at last he'd finished, looked decidedly dismayed.
"It seems to me", he uttered, "your excuse is sounding thin.
This grass is not Sir Walter - so I'll have to run you in!"

"Of course it's not Sir Walter - pray tell me sir are you Dim?
This grass is purely magical for folks there suffering,
some call it Mary Jane and there are some who call it weed
but let me tell you matey it's a boon for those in need."

Some say it's recreational, some say it's for the 'meds'
in liquid form or tablet, it fixes broken heads.
I fed it to my terrier to try to kill the fleas...
she sprayed her mark upon the bark, then ran up all the trees!!

"Well that is why it's banned in Oz" - the gruff customs man said
''we see it all the time out here - folks going off their head,
if it's not weed it's acid, and now ice joins the throng.
We'll all be doomed - for sure, for sure - lest we give it the gong."