G'day! Pull up a chair! Join me at the kitchen table for a chat...let's toss a few thoughts around about the state of this crazy but wonderful world we inhabit. There's lots to discuss! Make yourself comfortable! Would you like a glass of wine?
Monday, October 23, 2006
Another Twist On a Nursery Rhyme...
Little Bo-Peep has had no sleep And doesn't know when she'll get any When she left home She forgot her comb Now she has tangled hair of mahogany!
Gidday Lee, ah forming an allegance with Peter, hey, okay next time you have a roast dinner count me out...sob As for the possums your's is nothing compared with mine when they decide to either get randy and one says yes and the other says no and then it's on for young and old, or they decide to just have a "blue" for no reason and they race up and down inside the roof cavity. Sounds like a herd of wild buffalo gone bonkers. As for vegemite....yeeeech never did like the stuff (or the vegemite either).
Gidday Lee, ah forming an allegance with Peter, hey, okay next time you have a roast dinner count me out...sob
ReplyDeleteAs for the possums your's is nothing compared with mine when they decide to either get randy and one says yes and the other says no and then it's on for young and old, or they decide to just have a "blue" for no reason and they race up and down inside the roof cavity. Sounds like a herd of wild buffalo gone bonkers.
As for vegemite....yeeeech never did like the stuff (or the vegemite either).
That Wazza just has no taste at all Lee, your advice to just ignore him was sound.
ReplyDeleteHi Lee,
ReplyDeleteThank you for leaving a comment on my blog.
It sounds like Ms. Bo Peep is made of wood.
Janice~
Thanks,Wazza, Peter and Janice for stopping by... :)
ReplyDeleteThose city people only raise mini-possums! Us mountain folk know a possum when we hear one! :)