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21 Feb 03 - 10:00 AM (#895113) Subject: An Aussie Love Poem From: allanwill Received this from a friend, so have no author details. Allan Of course I love ya darling You're a bloody top notch bird And when I say ya gorgish I mean every single word So ya bum is on the big side I don't mind a bit of flab It means when I'm ready There's something there to grab So your belly ain't flat no more I tell ya, I don't care So long as when I cuddle ya I can get my arms around there No sheila who is your age Has round, perky breasts They just gave into gravity But I know ya did your best I'm telling ya the truth now I never tell ya lies I think it's very sexy That youv got dimples on ya thighs I swear on me nanna's grave now The moment that we met You was as good as I was ever gonna get. No matter what ya look like I'll always love ya dear Now shut up while the footys on And get me another beer!!!! |
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21 Feb 03 - 10:11 AM (#895121) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Schantieman Aussie foreplay? . . . . . . . . . Brace yerself, Sheila!! |
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21 Feb 03 - 05:21 PM (#895475) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Deni-C really sweet! what I could do with an understanding bloke like that! |
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21 Feb 03 - 05:32 PM (#895483) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: katlaughing Oh my! |
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21 Feb 03 - 08:10 PM (#895568) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Stewie Good one, Allan. Here's another amusing ditty - not a love song, but a good'un - from Western Australian folk bard, Peter Capp. It will probably be pertinent given the current state of world markets: THE RECESSION (Peter Capp) We were never a wealthy family, my father was always a scraper And when we'd have to number two, we'd use both sides of the paper Our teabags would hang from the clothesline, ready to use again And we'd never write any letters as we couldn't afford a pen Food was often a problem, we'd really have to scrounge One night we were so bloody hungry we cooked and ate the lounge I was given a canary another time, which I boiled and ate with ease Trouble is I ended up crook, with a case of canarial disease They tweated me for cherpies, to get on the straight and narrow And when I'd fully recovered, I went and ate a sparrow We ate our grandfather one Saturday night, Dad was having a ball Grandma had the other one, I didn't get one at all Sundays we'd go for a drive, but I hated washing powder They'd cut the box into little pieces and make a detergent chowder Later on, you bloody beaut, we had a bit of luck A big potato, about half a pound, rolled off a vegie truck And they tell us there's a recession on, we don't think that at all And anyone's welcome to dinner, this time I get a ball Cheers, Stewie. |
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21 Feb 03 - 09:23 PM (#895592) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: GUEST We're happy little Vegemites As bright as bright can be. We all enjoy our Vegemite For breakfast, lunch, and tea. Our mother says we're growing stronger every single week. Because we love our Vegemite. We all adore our Vegemite. It puts a rose in every cheek! |
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22 Feb 03 - 07:04 PM (#896173) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Helen There is a clever & funny Vegemite on tv currently, where the kiddie voices are used but adult actors are shown. Then there is the Aeroplane Jelly jingle. Ilove Aeroplane jelly Aeroplane jelly for me. I like it for dinner I like it for tea Aeroplane jelly for me. Helen |
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23 Feb 03 - 01:37 AM (#896419) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: JennyO I think there's a bit more to the Aeroplane Jelly song: I like Aeroplane Jelly Aeroplane Jelly for me. I like it for breakfast, I like it for tea, A little each day is a good recipe. The quality's high as the name will imply, And it's made from pure fruit, one more good reason why - I like Aeroplane Jelly Aeroplane Jelly for me. Then there's an old toilet paper commercial: What's the softest tissue in the bathroom you can issue It's Sorbent Sorbent safest for sure (Not quite sure about the words here) Sorbent's economical, it's sales are astronomical, Buy Sorbent at your favourite store. |
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23 Feb 03 - 01:53 AM (#896432) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: GUEST,Dian Hush-a-bye baby, on the tree top, Grasshoppers ate up the whole of our crop. When the drought breaks the rabbits will come Hush-a-bye baby, the outlook is glum. E.R, 'Australian Nursery Rhymes', BULLETIN (5 November 1908 Quoted in "Twinkle, Twinkle, Southern Cross" by Robert Holden. National Library of Australia. 1992. The drought has now broken in New South Wales! All we need is peace. Dian NSW |
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23 Feb 03 - 08:35 AM (#896546) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: allanwill Learnt this one as a kid. The tune will become obvious. Allan Oh my gosh, oh my lord, here comes Henry in his Ford. Along the road to Gundagai. With the radiator hissing, the spark plugs all missing and the gear box running dry. There's water in the petrol and sand in the gears. It hasn't seen a garage for over forty years. Oh my gosh, oh my lord, here comes Henry in his Ford. Along the road to Gundagai. |
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02 Dec 13 - 12:22 AM (#3580583) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: GUEST,steven lewis Funky.....i actually wrote this a very long time ago |
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02 Dec 13 - 03:14 AM (#3580601) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Andrez And? Cheers, Andrez |
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02 Dec 13 - 07:10 AM (#3580640) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Dave Hanson Aussie chat up, ' hey Sheila fancy a fuck ? ' ' didn't really, but I do now ya smooth talking bastard ' Dave H |
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02 Dec 13 - 09:26 PM (#3580877) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: GUEST,Frank LATER: "Dave, I'm pregnant. If you don't marry me I'll kill myself." "Sheila, not only are you a good fuck, but you are a good sport as well." |
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03 Dec 13 - 04:18 AM (#3580934) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Dave Hanson Love it Frank. Dave H |
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04 Dec 13 - 03:25 AM (#3581290) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: Andrez Based on the latter dialogue, I suspect the contributors work in the finance industry as a pair of Aussie Bankers! Cheers, Andrez |
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04 Dec 13 - 09:00 PM (#3581589) Subject: RE: An Aussie Love Poem From: GUEST,Frank What's the difference between a Banker and a Wanker? At least the Wanker knows what He is doing. |