They spoke with awe about it once,
They talk about it still,
Two ringers 'round a campfire 
With heaps of time to kill.

Now both thought highly of their dogs,
And decided to compare
Their intelligence and attributes,
To see how each would fare.

The first said "Stump's a canine prince,
He'll do anything for me.
If I haven't got a spoon,
He'll find a stick to stir my tea."

The second said,"That's nothing,
My Blue's a better hound.
I've just to speak of breakfast
And he'll see what's to be found."

At the mention of that word,
Blue was off like he'd been taught,
Came back in next to no time
And dropped an egg into the quart.

He lay and watched the billy boil,
And when he'd cooked the egg,
He dropped it at his master's feet
And stood upon his head.

The first one said, "That's pretty good,
But why's he gone bum up!?"
"Cause the egg'll burn my fingers,
He knows I've no egg-cup."

Mark Kleinschmidt.

Hope you enjoy it
The Roosel

Me too Merv,
but I still like "The Damp eyed Bloke" best, he does that really well and doesn't spill a drop of Rum.
I have been reading a bit of your verse too mate & I really like that too, have you got a book out?


All the best
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Righteo then I'm onto it, thanks Merv

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