Aussie Talkabout Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It was a dog's brekkie,
with him being done like a dinner,
and the galah, maggoty today,
when he realised he was zonked
while sitting on an ant's nest
in the land of the white shroud,
like a waterlily on a dustbin,
or a pickpocket at a nudist camp.
He saw that playing funny-buggers
would net him a Woolloomooloo Uppercut
and he'd spit the dummy
while trying to fart into a bottle,
just prior to seeing his last gumtree.