Theres an original Aussie lingo
That out there one can hear~
Most of all when you are in the country
And places like that you love so dear~
RIPPA RITA , An aussie bush expression of rejoice~
When something really goes so well
And usually not by choice~
FAIR DINKUM means simply for real
Are you fair dinkum mate~
STRUTH another real Aussie expression
A bush word for something that you hate~
Just a few words of real Aussie lingo
You might hear now and again~
SEND HER DOWN HUGHY they'll cry
When they reall do need rain~
STONE THE CROWS you'll hear them yell
When something happens by surprise~
Often in the country
When they can't believe their eyes~
HOWZ ZAT a bloke will often call out
when he manages to do something better than right~
And very indeed proud of himself
Without trying to skite~
RIGHTIO dad will call out to mum
When she hollows don't forget to get the bread~
TOO FLAMEN RIGHT he'll say back to her
When she says well ... did ja get it ted~
YA GREAT GALLOOT is what they'll call you
When you do something really wrong~
So much original Aussie lingo
They should put it all within a song~
SHIELA'S are of course suingle women
Who often are as well called BIRDS~
All this fantastic Aussie terminology
How I miss all these words~
Ocker's are usually blokes in shorts and thongs
They call thongs Japanese riding boots~
CODJA'S are older blokes
Sometimes they call them COOT'S~
COCKIES are blokes that own properties
STRIKEN A BLOW is a term for work~
BLUDGERS are those that don't like do do it
And being lazy is to of course SHIRK~
All that age old aussie lingo
I miss it so I do~
Can't wait to say HOWZ YA GOEN MATE
And G DAY to a mate or two~
It's all got a sound of it's own
One gets used to it in life~
Like the LITTLE WOMEN and THE BETTER HALF
Is what they call a wife a wife~

( Was'nt game to use spell check lol )

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Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018

The mirth crease on my face,
Are the traces of scoff,
Laced in my heart,
The oath I swore,
I hold with pride,
And the throne;I shall surely ascend,

For in their minds are nefarious surmise,
Bequeathed by their fathers,
As an epitome of my exactitude,
And in the reverence of their supposed lore,
"He is powerless"their honored lingo,

"He is powerless"their honored lingo,
The webs I cast,
And crown the ravens on the orbs,
Somersaulting the flamboyance and alluring sciences,
In the follies of their fantasies and lust,
Their souls are clipped with taint claws,
And shooed into my den,

"He is powerless"their honored lingo,
In their temples and synagogues,
Are my dote ravens,
Quoting the collars of their scriptures,
And stalking their honored lingo,
In their desperations for excellence and deliverance,
Their minds and sight,
Are bewitched with elixirs,
To their satiety,
And drove in slavery,

'He is powerless"their honored lingo,
In their moments of quandery,
I hover on the corridors of their thoughts,
And whisper the "B" plans,
Brewing the animosities and cruelties among theirselves,
Carving justification for the aftermath,
But still;"He is powerless"their honored lingo,

Apostrophe'
©Historian E.Lexano

Walang sukat ang damdamin at wala rin itong tugma,
Ang wagas na pag-ibig o nagbabagang galit ay walang ritmo,
Lahat ng ito ay dapat na lumaya. Sumabog na tulad sa bulkan
Kung kinakailangan o di kaya ay dumaloy na tulad sa agos ng ilog.
Ganito ang malayang taludturan na aking tinatangkilik, oo alagad ako
Ni Walt Whitman at hindi ko ito ikinakahiya.

Hindi ko kinakailangan na bumilang ng mga araw, lingo at buwan,
Hindi ko kailangan na pagandahin ang mga salitang isusulat ko.
Totoo na gusto ko ring sumikat at makilala ng balana ang maging tanyag
Na tulad ng iba. Subalit wala akong balak na itakwil ang aking tunay na
Saloobin, hindi ko isasakripisyo ang aking nararamdaman para lang
Tanggapin at kilalanin ng iba.

Minsan mala-sutala pero mas madalas ay magaspang na tulad sa sako
Ang mga salitang ginagamit ko. Hindi ako nanunuyo sa halip madalas ako’ng
Nagmumura at nang-uusig. ‘Pagkat yan ang laman ng aking dibdib at hindi
Ko ito ikinakahiya. Malaya ako na tulad sa malayang tauldturan na itinataguyod ko.
Putang-ina ko man kahit hindi ako ma-publish gagawin ko parin ito.

Hindi ko pakikinisin ang magaspang na katotohanan, hindi ko pababanguhin
Ang nangangalingasaw na kaganapan ang isusulat ko ay ang tunay lamang.
Magiging tapat ako sa aking damdamin, hindi ko uulolin ang aking sarili at hindi
Ako mag-iinarte sapagkat hindi naman ako artista. Hindi ito Sunugan o Flip Top ito ang
Tunay na ako na s’yang nagsasalita. Hindi ko kailangan na magpatawa.

Ang tunay na makata ay naglalahad ng katotohanan hindi ng mga salitang
Gustong mapakinggan lamang ng mga taong bumabasa ng kanyang mga tula.
Walang sukat at walang tugma ganito ang tunay na demokrasya. Damdamin ko
Ang magdidikta, ito ang panginoon ng aking panulat.