Friday, October 12, 2007

Katherine Times and the headlines are cheesy.
Cane toads are jumping,
And river is high.
So the mango’s rich,
And the paper comes weekly.
No rush little baby,
It’s NT time.

One of these mornings,
Big mob of campers and caravans,
They’re gonna fill the streets
As the road trains drive by.
And from that moment,
Beneath the cloudless heavens,
You’ll finally notice,
You’ve come to the dry.


Anonymous said...

Very good :) Did you write that?
(Now I want a mango quite badly)

pa said...

Dear Hooch,
Nice poem.We will have to nominate you poet laureate for Katherine.

Love from Pa