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My Australia Series
Bush Burden.
Across the Paddick.
Just over the fence or through the gate,
by the sliprail – it’s getting’ late –
makin’ for that furthest hill.
Some green grass but most is brown,
the sheep are movin’ bit further down
past the tree to the nearby rill.
Water in the dam but we need more rain
to ease the sufferin’, ease the pain
cos the bank wont pay the feedin’ bill.
Night is nearin’ with mist on the rise,
light grey cloud is coverin’ the skies,
I should keep goin’
but I’ve
lost
the
will.
©.Rimeriter. 14/7/11.
Good one Jim you seem to be getter as pessimistic as I am. Maybe its the passing years. Don't let the buggers get you down mate.
Ken Setter
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