Apr 2019
Oi Oi!
Country boy. Never, ever, eaten a saveloy.
Always eats chips with a knife and fork, ask him about his tractor and he’ll talk and talk.
Let’s not mention hunting, we won’t even go there.
He’s got a missus with incredibly long hair. Her brother ended up in local health care after a nasty encounter with a grizzly brown bear.
Best be careful and, beware, as he can get angry and shout and storm and swear.
If he does then you cuddle him and whisper ‘there, there, there, there and never, ever, shout ‘Oi Oi!’
Country boy. Never, ever, eaten a saveloy.
Always eats chips with a knife and fork, ask him about his tractor and he’ll talk and talk.
Let’s not mention hunting, we won’t even go there.
He’s got a missus with incredibly long hair. Her brother ended up in local health care after a nasty encounter with a grizzly brown bear.
Best be careful and, beware, as he can get angry and shout and storm and swear.
If he does then you cuddle him and whisper ‘there, there, there, there and never, ever, shout ‘Oi Oi!’
This poem was inspired by a Brian Bilston poem made of the first lines of unwritten poems. I set myself a challenge of finishing all 17 of those poems and this is one of them.
