Just had me first bite of toast this morning while listenin' to Macca,
(You know, Australia all Over, ABC Radio every Sunday morning),
when suddenly he says -
'here's a little poem written by Jim Spain - then he read it.
(You know, Australia all Over, ABC Radio every Sunday morning),
when suddenly he says -
'here's a little poem written by Jim Spain - then he read it.
Lucky I was up in time because the programme starts real early and it was around seven thirty then.
It's just a simple little piece, but topical to Maccas interests -
Trekin’ across the Tanami, hundreds of kilometres to go,
trundle ‘n along in me wheelchair,
crikey the time passes slow.
Hardly stirrin’ the red dust, tyre tracks left far behind,
can’t see sign of a next bend, watchin’ the scenery unwind.
Amblin’ along towards Alice, that dusty desert town,
starin’ into the sunset sets me face in a frown
Spinifex keepin’ me company all alongside the track,
but lookin’ ahead to the horizon
makes me stop lookin’ back.
©. Rimeriter.
4/6/11.
Blimey, I've got a real big head now and a puffed out chest.
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