some days
the bunyip
comes
to
rip
tear
and rend
the
dreams
from
your
flesh
and
the
flesh
from
your
soul

somedays
the bunyip
just
comes
and takes
you whole

but most days
he sleeps
in the billabong
everdeep
in the stolen
lives he
has chosen
to keep.

In Australia there is an old story
About a big monster in a lake~
It apparently is good eating
But to catch it patience it takes~
The only thing it will bite on
Seems as told is real hot beer~
So if you go Bunyip fishing
Always have a few cartons of it stacked near~
You put a hot beer onto a strong line
And place it in the best spot~
Then wait for the Bunyip to bite
You have not got to wait a lot~
When you think that the beer might be getting cold
You pull it in again~
And put another hot beer on the line
And then you do the same~
Each time the beer gets cold
Pull it in and throw out another~
As bunyips they dont like cold beer
But never take your mother~
I once showed this Bunyip fishing to a friend
And he asked me sitting there and looking puzzed~
Well .... What do you do then with all the cold beer
Oh .. I said .. I guess it just gets guzzled~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018