ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Yes Zondrae it is that time of year again.


State Of Origin One 2012


The skys are growing darker
the rumbles building to a roar.
The tensions started growing
we all know what lies in store.

Queenslands finest heed the call;
The Blues have picked their best.
Our record stands impeccable
But our mettle will they test.

The Blues are desperate for a win.
they want this holy grail;
But if they don’t play with passion
their quest is sure to fail.

There is no way to duplicate it
it’s not something you can buy.
The pride that shows in every eye
as we hold that shield on high.

A passion born in 1980
when Artie Beetson took the field.
A love of this, our birth state
means our team will never yield.

The battle cry of Queenslander
lifts us up when we are down.
It steels our players courage
to win a seventh crown.

I’ve seen it in each players eye
It’s imprinted on each hear
and it cannot be manufactured
if it’s not there from the start.

We have a pride in our great state
That old scars fester and renew.
It only grows north of the border
A hate of all things that are blue.

The blues are primed and ready
They feel their time is drawing near.
But when you gaze into their eyes
You see a look of utter fear.

We hold the shield it's ours to keep
It's a sound they hate to hear.
Melbourne town will run with blood
Then they'll hear our victory cheer.

"Queenslander"



Bob Pacey ( C )

Just have to get a few more patrotic Queenslanders on this site !!!!


Remember to crow while you can as you never know when you may have to eat craw.


Queenslander


Bob

Hey Bob are you back on the Bundy?

TTFN The really Dude.

no way Dave I'm a new man now still have not touched a drop and I've turned into a grumpy boring mongrel. Feel like i need to get out of the rut and do something different just can not be bothered.


Is that so wrong ????


Bob

The cockys need to lift their game
the competition's getting lame
I like it when the cane toads win
But interest may be wearing thin
Unless the blues try some new blood
This series may turn out a dud
The Mexicans must have a punt
Or else they won't be in the hunt.

Blasphemy I know

No accounting for taste Marty, recorded the poem for local radio and will be on The afternoon Agenda around 4.20 pm this afternoon, Radio 4 RO 990 on the dial.


Rugby League the greatest game of all.



Bob ( Queenslander ) Pacey

Sorry about the brackets Glenny.

There's lots of loss and tragedy
In games of Rugby League.
But the saddest sight
There is to see,
IS THE BLIND, ORIGIN REFEREE.

You Little Bloody Beauties.

When you see them walking in the street
they wear a mournful frown.
They'll never look you in the eye
they shuffle at the ground.

Their shoulders they slump forward
their face turns a pallid green.
The sight is oh so pitiful
the worst you've ever seen.

What is this strange disease you ask
that it can infect a person so;
and why is it so selective
well I'm sure you want to know.

For if you check their place of birth
you'll find the strangest thing.
Cause they all come from New South Wales
and the Queenslands had a ..... WIN

That we did - GO YOU GOOD THINGS - and our new Captain did a mighty fine job as well - I wouldn't want to tangle with him. Well I would but imagination is a fine thing

I don’t know how you folks can get worked up over a bunch of big blokes throwing each other on the ground and then call it foot ball, in foot ball ya gotta kick the ball more than twice in a game.

An when they get to their end and throw THEMSELVES on the ground that’s a TRY after 100 years you would think they could do better than TRY.

TTFN