A bit of fun , I expect an Aussie will reply in kind. I hope so . :) THIS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS.


I LIKE BRITISH SPIDERS BUT THE AUSSIE'S HAVE HUNTERS

I'd rather have my friendly British spiders ,

Crating their webs , catching nasty fly's ,

More unhealthy than the rather nicer spider's ,

Small or big all welcome hear ,

Mind I'd not be so keen on spiders ,

If I lived in Australia ,

Red back's , funnel webs ,

The hunter dos not seem so bad ,

Just a bloody big bugger!!

So big , the Aussies I hear have one under each foot ,

Ride when they ride to hounds , the Aussie's ride their hunters ,

Too hunt the roo's ,

To hunt the roos , rather like the pomes ride to hound's ,

Fox hunting,

Dressed in yellow and green vest's bush hat with,

Dangling corks , thongs yellow and green

Slurping XXXX , from dainty mugs , with calls of '' she'll be right ''

'' Good day '' , ''strooth'' , and other expressive , Australian ,


And of course '' cober '' , now that's is from pome word , cobblers ,


As some may say this little poem is a load of cobblers ,
,
Now lets get back to me story , in verse , I have digresst as is my wont ,

While sat upon their hunters , like a choir , they burp and fart ,

Then it's off , they set upon their trusted hunters

Set fourth , or should it be eight ,

Some of course fall off , hence one over the eight ,

Hunting down the roos ,

Who calmly sit on the side knowing nothing will get that close


The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams



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Written on 2010-02-26 at 11:38

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Thanks Ken. That was enjoyable to read. As a matter of personal preference, I stay clear of the creepy crawlies. And they seem to respond to that respect and healthy distance.
2010-03-02



like it funny idea
2010-02-26



I'm only familiar with American spiders, so I can't comment on the British ones. To me they've always looked graceful and so very agile and acrobatic. I sat in awe once when a tiny one dropped down from the ceiling of my living room from an invisible strand and just hung there looking at me. I suppose some of them, like black widows and brown recluses, are dangerous, but they've never really frightened me. It's snakes that do that. They scare the bejesus out of me.

Cool poem.
2010-02-26