Taxi, Trish And Barry G Poem by Francis Duggan

Taxi, Trish And Barry G



At the corner of Bayview road and Stony
Live Trish McCreesh and Barry G her son
And from their house they can hear Puffing Billy
On leaving Belgrave on his uphill run.

Old Puffing Billy is the Belgrave steam train
He puffs aloud and his whistle sounds so shrill
You stand on Bayview road and you can hear him
As he goes whistling up the Selby hill.

At mid morning when Barry G is sleeping
He wakes to the loud whistles of the train
But before the train has reached half way to Emerald
He has quietly nodded off to sleep again

He has a little cross bred dog called Taxi
A Pomeranian x Australian terrier I've been told
He got him from a friend down in St Kilda
And Barry reckons he's a six year old.

If you don't like Taxi you are no friend of Trish and Barry
For they treat their little dog as family
But that's the way it is with many people
'If you don't like my dog you don't like me'.

Characters the word to describe Trish and Barry
They like their parties and enjoy their fun
They light the barby on the Summer evenings
And there's a welcome there for everyone.

In house at corner of Bayview and Stony
Live Taxi, Trish and Barry G her son
And from their house they can hear Puffing Billy
On leaving Belgrave on his uphill run.

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