softly
he whispered
his words of love
as the doves
flew
in the skies above

softly he whispered
yet softer yet
of a love
he'd never forget

softly he whispered
his words so fair
to his lady love
the sweet Claire

softly so softly
he did his whispering
on that romantic
twilight evening

the pitter patter of rain
gladdens the man on the land
for his crops shall grow robust
with its gracing falls

stinging like a bee
stinging like a bee
nothing can beat ,my southpaw spree
my southpaw spree
stings like a bee
stinging, stinging, stinging
like a bee
nothing can beat, my southpaw spree

the punches I'd throw
the punches I'd throw
they'd pummel, from the get go
from the get go
from the get go
the punches I'd throw
pummeled my foe

I'm Ali the king
I'm Ali the king
my gloves produced, magic in the ring
the magic I'd produce, in the ring
was so thrilling
thrilling the magic
I'd produce in the ring

around my waist
around my waist
a champion's, belt was placed
placed around my waist
the belt of a champion
the title I won
the title I won
it made me, the heavy weight champion

I was looking for love
looking for a long time
looking looking looking
for a long time
I found the love
I was looking for
he just happened
to be knocking
on my door
his job
as an investigator
bought him to my door
he asked
a few questions
about my stolen
garden gnome
which had unexpectedly
fled from the back of my home
we conferred
on the matter
of the robbery
and I could see in his eyes
that he was falling
for me
the direction
of our chat
changed rather rapidly
the air had
a feel
of sweet harmony
I found the love
I was looking for
he just happened
to be knocking
on my door

the
moon's glow
lights the sky
with a grand orb
all night long it shall
keep company with the stars
together they'll decorate
the heavens in brilliant splendor
all nocturnal creatures will marvel
at the sublime display that they'll witness

now that the duchess of Sussex
has been incorporated into the
firm
she must wear regulation tights
which will make her legs
squirm

before she wed Harry she'd show
an excessive bit of shin
skin
this is no longer possible at garden
parties inside the palace's
inn

a strict dress code was imposed
on every component of
attire
for queen Betty wants Meghan
properly decked out to
admire

we can expect more formal kit
being part of her
wardrobe
when she travels around the world
representing England's finest
lobe

There once was a movie idol named James Dean
Who lit up the silver screen
His flame of stardom burnt all too brief
When an untimely accident bought him to grief
James Dean's star could have gone far but for a sports car

she had a vault of treasure
for him to explore
he delicate petals opened
as a welcoming door

he immersed himself
in her luscious tunnel
it engender excitement
in his burgeoning funnel

synchronizing together
they moved to a fervent beat
their bodies were fused
with a scorching heat

to a crescendo of moans
an ecstatic moment did spring
when they gave everything
in *******'s zing

Unspeakable acts have taken place
In the churches of so called grace
The clergy hide under their steeples
And deny these affronts to the people

The victims are left in a shattered state
And for justice long have to wait
A case in fact I'll relate to all of you here
About a girl so innocent and dear

She had the displeasure of a priest fondling her
In the vestry where God's eyes were turned away from her
On a recent sojourn back to our small country town
She refused to enter the church grounds

Memories of her shocking ****** abuse are etched in her head
And none of them will ever be properly put to bed

big daddy
big daddy
could talk the talk

big daddy
big daddy
couldn't walk the walk

I met big daddy
down in New Orleans
he told me that he'd
make me his queen

that two bit man
didn't follow through
his eyes went wandering
onto Mary Lou

she had assets
that were so appealing
all the time big daddy
was double dealing

that man had
a no good lame heart
falling for Mary Lou's
piece of ****

big daddy
big daddy
could talk the talk

big daddy
big daddy
couldn't walk he walk

somewhere in
the back of my mind
I knew big daddy
didn't want my bind

Mary Lou employed
her comely wares
which proved to be
a good snare

in the delta country
of New Orleans
Mary Lou now reigns
as big daddy's queen

if past history
is anything to go by
she'll be left
without a dry eye

big daddy
big daddy
could talk the talk

big daddy
big daddy
couldn't walk the walk

time has come for dear Hillary
to exit the political stage
her past performances
haven't been well scripted or sage

Americans won't mind at all
if she stays at home with philandering Bill
so she can keep his ever wandering eye
nice and still

Washington needs a true
star contender for a Prez
Hillary is too old to be wearing
the chief's influential fez

most unsuccessful was
her candidature in 2008
Democrats didn't want her
as their first mate

cameo appearances seem to be
more fitting for Hillary
so the American media can give her
a jolly good pillory

the oval office needs no more
corruption lying or deceit
obviating Hillary from the scene
shall be ever so neat

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

it's collecting info on me and you
it's checking out everything we do
it plies its spying eye
in all directions of the sky
why oh why oh why
does it need to pry on you and I

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

people are freaking out
knowing that a drone could be about
they can't relax at all
the surveillance does appall
it's truly quite queer
how the government does peer

it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone
it's a drone, it's a drone
a drone, a drone, a drone

a lullaby
of soft falling drops
plays upon
the roof tops

into sleep
the eyes and mind float
to the dulcet sounds
of the rain's rocking boat

drifting into a land
of slumbering dreams
where the pitter patter
lulls one into a restful stream

not one person knew who lit the fire
at the old pub in the town's main drag
it will remain an unsolved piece of inquire
who on that night used a burner's tag

back in the year of nineteen fifty three
the watering-hole went up in flames
from the locale an arsonist did so flee
after playing his match striking games

a shadow some of the locals have seen
where the timbered hotel once stood
hovering around like a ghostly screen
this figure is an omen not of the good

if it could speak what would it ever tell
in regards to the starting of the inferno
which was like a flammable torching hell
one but surmises about events long ago

in the mountains
of Tennessee
a man yearns
night and day
he yearns
for a woman
who is on
a shore so far away

his yearning
for her never abates
for her tender soft touch
he waits and waits

within his core
the yearning
for her is so raw
every waking moment
it gnaws and gnaws

yearning
to feel her body
pressed close to his
as it warms
his lonely soul
with its welcoming
kiss

he hopes
one day to have
the woman
he so yearns for
calling upon his
desolate mountain door

The scaffolding of the heart falls apart
When our beloved kin quickly depart
A repair kit is sought for the lasting grief
Tears are never ending in their sad stain
The living burdened with years of pain
Wrenched from those caring arms in cruelness
The soul e'er feels the ache of bitterness
To have consolation soothing relief
Always a cavern of dark clouds prevail
A death causes us to constantly ail  
In search of solace we all go looking
A brighter glimmering light regained
The sorrows of loss well ingrained
Our dearest leaving so overwhelming

a smiling sun
arose to greet the newborn day
a smiling sun
beamed such gleefulness of fun
spreading o'er the land joy's bright ray
on making an entrance e'er gay
a smiling sun

a storm is brewing
over Bakers Creek
and the sound of the thunder
is less than meek

streaks of lightning
have hit the tall gum trees
and scattered
the small native bush bees

dim grey tones
have replaced the sunlight
the tempest is ensuing
with all its mighty

out of the full clouds
the rain now generously falls
rolling thunder echoes
through the Westerly wind squalls

on the bare hillsides
the dampness soaks in
giving the soil
a good drenching to the skin

the dusty track is laden
with wetness
which leaves a smell
of sweet earthiness

the storm has passed
and quietness descends
it is making its way
across the Clerkness wends

then it shall travel
along the Eastern range pines
until it resounds
over the topaz blue coastline

Santa has pulled the pin
on all the kids down South
he won't be making
his Christmas run
due to the heat
in the ****** Australian sun
the jolly old fellow
won't be delivering any cheer
there will be no tinsel wrapped presents
he's going to Yorkshire
where the weather is more pleasant
I've been asked to pass the message on
though the news is glum
take heart kids
you know how Santa
dislikes being a killjoy
in the Yule Tide Season of fun

a mystery to fathom in a famous frame
smiling from canvas with story to tell
oh lady of the portrait oh lady of fame
the painter captured your face so well
those who study art ponder and ruminate
on the enigmatic pose that doth beguile
no brush strokes conveying your mind state
angles inspected of daubed profile
yet the secret stays ever concealed
baffling them all with slightly turned lip
nothing of the puzzle being so revealed
closeted away in an artist's dip
Leonardo da Vinci yielded scant insight
on masterfully shading the subject's light

lamenting songs are sung
for the fallen men
on shores far flung

their mournful strains
e'er permeate the air
with sorrowful refrains

the miasma of war's stench
stays imprinted on the memory
of valorous men dying
in the rat infested trenches of Gallipoli  

at the going down of the sun
our hearts shall recall
the soldiers of courage
who expired in war's ghastly pall

spring has finally made her entrance
blooms unfurling with colour to show
we've waited for the delayed appearance*

pinks yellows and purples on stems dance
in the warming breezes of the North's trow
spring has finally made her entrance

tiny leaves on elm branches balance
gardens now blossoming by the row
we've waited for the delayed appearance

even paddocks are flush with green stance
along the river flats they do smarty glow
spring has finally made her entrance

eyes taking more than a passing glance
the landscape tied in life's sprouting bow
we've waited for the delayed appearance

somewhat late her arrivals enhance
she adds glistering hues in pretty throw
spring has finally made her entrance
*we've waited for the delayed appearance

the alimony money
keeps me
warmer
than you ever did
it keeps
me toasty warm
every folding quid

you never stayed
at home
to pour your love
on me
these days
it's so grand
being enfolded
in your money

it was a D Day
in the divorce court
you had to pay me
a big payout
for all those years
you'd been
playing about

I sleep the sleep
of the thankful
that indeed I do
with the cash recompense
which fell
so rightfully due

looking back on those times
when my man
wasn't at my side
he was chasing
other skirts
being most untrue
to his bride

my heart is comforted
at the amount of dough
I possess
such a substantial sum
of happy redress

honey your alimony money
makes my life so so sunny

love is the sweetest seed
you'll ever plant in a heart
to make it enduringly flourish
tend it well from the start

love's blossom shall grow
into a beautiful array
an exquisite rouge rose
cherished for its display

Valentine the perpetual
gardener of endearedness
cares with a loving touch
profound in true closeness

a vicious ant
bit me on the arm
he really did me
a lot of harm

a swollen red patch
he left behind
the discomfort of it
is driving me out of my mind

he scooted off
without an apology
he was more brutal
than a wasp or a bee

whence next I go
to hang the washing out
I'll take a survey
on any ants that are crawling about

should I see any of these little brutes
scurrying around the vicinity
a smart exit shall be made
by me out of their proximity

so quick
is an ant's biting action
truly massive
is its impaction

fawning is much practiced
at that establishment
the sycophantic all kissing
each other on the tail

seemingly this behavior
is most desirous there
some of the old hands
have it down pat

tail kissing
will give a boost
to a person's popularity

there are some who refuse
to join the sycophants
as these people don't like being **** ants

they keep the lips unsullied
they keep them true
never
collaborating
with
the
tail kissing
crew

though you may seek
to be in a higher station
you are better thought of
if you resist
this kind of temptation

on being favoured he had
an immense desire
to be numero uno with
everyone lit his fire
the unabated chase
in wanting a selfish admire
yet he got bogged down
by his messy quagmire

after some while supporters
deserted his camp
for they'd no longer be
a reliable rubber stamp
all the cheerleaders took
away his resolute ramp
there he was left as
a failed starring champ*

the bright spotlight didn't
shine on him again
his devotees worked out
the idol's me train
as we all know stardom
is a transient plain
not ever staying fixed
*in its worshiping strain

a third party
oft brings and end
to a budding
romance
tearing the other woman
down
with her not so nice
parlance

one suspected
she was scheming
against me
she'd been telling
my man
to be well shod of me

he took notice
of her every utterance
she put her devious knife
into my back
to derail any love we'd share
down the track

that most vile woman
will regret
what she's been saying
as I'll be letting her husband
know of the games
she's been playing

one man isn't
quite enough
for her voracious appetite
she's got to take
another woman's man
to satisfy her spite

an innocent little girl
violated
by grotesque men
their sullying hands
put upon her
such deeds
deserve a punishment
most severe
she so angelic
she so dear
her innocence
stolen away
the horror of what she's been through
shall stay indelibly marked in her mind
the evil those men
did perpetrate
calls for Indian law
to bring down
a solid sentencing weight

there was a lot of people
in town to-day
as the markets are always
held on Sunday

towns folk were scurrying around
looking for this and that
Mr Johnson was lucky enough
to pick up a terry toweling hat

the lady who lives
at the end of Bowline Street
bought floral covers
to put on her kitchen seats

the local vicar and his wife
took home three black hens
they left at around
a quarter past ten

Mrs McLean the markets organizer
made scone and tea
she asked me to join her
under the elm trees

there were people at the market
I hadn't seen in a while
twas very nice
to catch a glimpse of their smiles

perfect weather prevailed
throughout the day
everyone had plenty
of money to array

the markets are a highlight
in our hamlet
we're looking forward
to the next one, you bet!

fecund and fertile the fields are now
the spring time sun cascades and endows
sprouting colored blooms on the flower stems and trees
who's floral show is made to please
dales and dells graced with spring glories
birds twittering their pretty stories
speechless eyes cannot believe
the paintbox of hues they perceive
spring is such a stunning time of the year
attired in a florid palette so vividly clear

Mr Torbay was a shape shifter
the electorate were to find out
over his years of representing us
he shifted shape on two occasions
on his being elected  
to council
he wore the hat of a labor man
when he got elected
to a our state seat
the hat he had
upon his head
was that of an independent
as the geography
of the political landscape
did change
Mr Torbay also underwent
a shape shifting change

foam signatures
remained on the shoreline
telling of wave flow

women all over the world
have striven in solidarity*
for better pay and conditions
at our work places

women all over the world
being the driving engines
as scientists, doctors, teachers, etc
bringing their professional skills
to our communities

women all over the world
showing creativity in the fields
of literature, painting and design
their flair can be seen
in our cultural paradigms

women all over the world
your aunty
your sister
your friend
who are talented ladies
in whatever they turn
their hands to

woman all over the world
bearing the next generation of children
ensuring their endowments
*continue on this our planet