RE: A Lovely Australian Poem

June 24, 2009

, that is hysterical, never heard the term dunny before. Out house,

holer, Chick Sales,

all strange names.

Years ago when my husband and I lived in the desert up in the San Bernardino

Mountains in California, we were with friends of ours from Cleveland. We

went to visit our Uncle Bill's cabin, way out in the middle of no where, and

there was a dunny there. My girl friend needed to use it. After about a

minute, she yelled out, there's a bird in here - no, it isn't a bird, it's a

rattlesnake!! she came out of there still pulling up her drawers, she had

peed on a snake asleep " down there " and woke him up. We all thought it was

hilarious, but needless to say, she did not!! Bobby

On Wed, Jun 24, 2009 at 9:38 AM, Malseed <rodorbal@...>wrote:

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> Lovely Australian Poem

>

> It has something for everyone -

>

> If you know the bush, it will appeal to you.

>

> If you work in the oil industry, there is something in it for you too.

>

> If you have a sense of humour, good.

>

> If not, well, it might test it a little and

>

> if you are not an Australian,

>

> then it won't help your knowledge of Australian life one

> bit......... ......... .....

>

> Goodbye Granddad

>

> Poor old Granddad's passed away, cut off in his prime,

>

> He never had a day off crook, gone before his time.

>

> We found him in the dunny, collapsed there on the seat,

>

> A startled look upon his face, his trousers around his feet.

>

> The doctor said his heart was good,as fit as any trout,

>

> The Constable then he had his say, 'foul play' was not ruled out.

>

> There were theories at the inquest of snakebite without trace,

>

> of redbacks quietly creeping and death from outer space.

>

> No-one had a clue at all, the judge was in some doubt,

>

> When Dad was called to have his say as to how it came about.

>

> 'I reckon I can clear it up,' said Dad with trembling breath,

>

> 'You see it's quite a story, but it could explain his death.'

>

> 'Now this here exploration mob, had been looking at our soil,

>

> they reckoned that our poor old farm was just the place for oil.

>

> So they came and put a bore down and said they'd make some trials,

>

> They drilled a hole as deep as hell, they said about three miles.

>

> Well, they never found a trace of oil and off they went post haste,

>

> And I couldn't see a hole like that go to flamin' waste.

>

> So I moved the dunny over it, a real smart move I thought,

>

> I'd never have to dig again, I'd never be 'caught short'.

>

> The day I moved the dunny, it looked a proper sight,

>

> But I didn't dream poor Granddad would pass away that night.

>

> I reckon now what has happened, poor Granddad didn't know,

>

> That the dunny was re-located, that night he had to go.

>

> You'll probably all be wondering now,

>

> how poor Granddad did his dash--

>

> Well, he always used to hold his breath you see,

>

> until he heard the splash!!

>

> Cheers

>

June 25, 2009

Hi Bobby - it is funny how snakes like to hide there! We used to always say

" watch out for any joe blakes (snakes) " when you had to make the visit down

the path. It used to be a funny pastime (for the jokesters), who would catch

a snake and kill it and then lie it at the base and have a piece of wire

attached......then those in need would very hastily beat a retreat when the

snake started moving LOL. Always a great joke to play on city slicker

visitors.

Regards,

From: [mailto: ] On Behalf Of Bobby

Doyle

Sent: Thursday, 25 June 2009 1:23 AM

Subject: Re: [ ] A Lovely Australian Poem