David SmithWhite

(270552 / Australia)

Bushtalk


If Georgy gives the OK;
then that's OK with me.
His charms are glib and folksy,
yet, he rules by high decree.

If Georgy gives his OK;
that makes him like a king.
He does the boogie-woogie,
and keeps tabs on everything.

If Georgy says it's OK;
he can't break no law.
The people gave him fiat,
and now he knocks in doors.

If Georgy gives his OK;
then surveillance is the key.
We only pledge to torture
in, extreme emergencies.

If Georgy says it's OK;
like me, he talks to god.
And god himself has told me,
that he's given George the nod.

If Georgy gives the OK;
then that's OK with me.
I do a hokey-pokey,
and fall upon my knee.

If Georgy says it's OK;
then that's all right with me.
This asylums' full of madmen,
and he's atop the tree!

Submitted: Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Related Poems


Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Bushtalk by David SmithWhite )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Drop In The Bucket, Michael McParland
  2. Drifting Hell, Michael McParland
  3. Dreams, Michael McParland
  4. Doubting, Michael McParland
  5. Don't Tell Me, Michael McParland
  6. In Memoriam, Sandra Feldman
  7. Don't Say, I Said, Michael McParland
  8. Don't Say Goodbye, Michael McParland
  9. To you My Friend!, Shaila Touchton
  10. Domestic Dreams, Michael McParland

Poem of the Day

poet Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]