Apologies to Banjo

There was movement in the paddock, for the sight had got around
that the chick from Old Ma White had got away
and had joined the wild bush turbo hens – she was worth 5 cents all told,
predictably no neighbours had gathered to the fray.
For they didn’t care for livestock, which they let wander anywhere
and it made me wild to see their disregard,
for I’d oft had to remove their livestock from my garden and my lawn,
and chasing goats and chooks just makes me mad.

© ceenoa

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If you have never read the poem “The Man From Snowy River” by A.B. “Banjo” Paterson- which was one of my all-time favourite poems as a younger person, I could recite all 13 verse by memory at one stage – do yourself a favour and check it out here.

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4 thoughts on “Apologies to Banjo

    • Claudette 11/02/2018 / 7:05 pm

      One of that brood – the others seem to have disappeared.

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    • Claudette 15/02/2018 / 8:28 pm

      Ah, thanks WD. I don’t know why sometimes these rhythms pop into my head when a new verse does, but best not to ignore it.

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