From the Local Pub
August 14th 2010 01:22
"Did ya see that bit on tele
at lunch time yesterday?
Two treasurers ad a go ta see
who would get their way."
"Yeah! When I come in to eat
The missus had it on our tele,
So I watched the whole shebang
While I was fillin up me belly."
"I seen it too and I don't know
who's bloody wrong or right
But I can't vote for that Abbot guy
'E chucks out everything in sight."
"'E was a 'Howard' man 'till
Howard got chucked out
'An I ain't eard one single policy
'Mongst the garbage 'e puts out."
"We're 'outa sight- outa mind
Out here on tha farms
No one gives a damn bout us
We just live on magic charms."
"Wot d' ya mean - magic charms?
We've ad drought for ten years straight
But this year looks a good un."
"Yeah! Just you wait."
"Them locusts gunna hatch
'An eat up all our crops,
An then them bloody pollies
Will import New Zealand chops."
"Well, Swan, that labour bloke
Got real wound up today
An' Joe looked as if he would
Have liked some place else to play."
"The Missus keeps in touch
With this new election game
Of pinching each others stuff,
Cause they're really both the same."
"Who you gunna vote for,
That budgie smuggling bloke?
I think he's found out by now,
That our Julia is no joke."
"'Our' Julia, wot you mean?
She don't belong to anyone
from all the guff I seen."
"Gotta vote for someone
Cause they fine ya if ya don't."
"And ya need a good excuse
Can't just say ya won't."
" Them greenies are a funny lot
Just sittin on tha fence.
They got no policy at all"
"Not one that makes some sense."
"It's bloody ard ter know
Which way a person orta vote.
There just ain't no one shines,
There ain't no one of note."
"I think I'll give our Julia my number one
At least I ain't heard of
Anything she's done that's bloody wrong."
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