#aussie
Twas in the Shire of Calabar that Stanley Pitt was born.
His mother‘s name was Stella and his father‘s name was Sean
Stanley was a bright young lad as far as they could tell
but when it came to milking cows now this is where he fell…
He’d grasp the teat and pull on it until the cow turned blue.
He’d even lie beneath the thing to get a better view
He tried so hard but every day he couldn’t comprehend
why every time he touched the beast the milk just seemed to end!
One day Stanley got a “spark”, a really beaut idea!
He got in the pub while he was sipping on a beer.
He built himself a new machine that ****** them jerseys dry!
Changed the whole towns’ fortunes in the winking of an eye.
So if you’re ever losing hope, think of our Stanley!
For every dog can have it’s day…. And a taste of VICTORY!
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 8:59 AM UTC
Standing on my driveway
Gazing left and right
Thinking of the diggers
Who left their homes to fight
Thankful I can stand here
Proud as I can be
Of men and women’s sacrifice
Made for you and me
To be free
To stand on our driveway.
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 10:21 AM UTC
Christmas is near,
Summer is here,
Mozzies we fear,
Presents appear.
Bring out the thongs,
And barbecue tongs,
Where Santa belongs,
With our Chrissy songs.
Bondi is packed,
Beer bottles cracked,
Pressies are now packed,
Those, Santa has sacked.
But Australia is burning,
Our stomachs are churning,
A lot we aren't learning,
From how this year's turning.
This is our New Year,
We may shed a tear,
As we live in fear,
As Christmas comes near.
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC
A drop of Aussie poetry (guess from where):
The liquid amber is a nice drop.
I especially like the sherbert on top.
It caresses my taste buds with flavour
And I enjoy its savour.
An Australian man’s home is his Castlemaine XXXX
Full of Foster Children
Drinking nectar.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC