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Good Thinking Joan
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Good Thinking Joan |
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the grey Member
since 2006-01-06
Posts 119Queensland, Australia. |
GOOD THINKING JOAN! Way out beyond the old black stump where life is pretty tough, a Cocky by the name of Blue was living pretty rough. But Joan his wife was of a breed that now you seldom find; as scarce as hen’s teeth, you might say; not many of her kind. Old Blue he had the brawn you see, though never went to school and lacked the three R’s that they taught, but still nobody’s fool. A plodder’s what you’d call old Blue, though thorough all the same and after raising stock for years he’d learned to play the game. His Joan possessed the business brain and she had all the know, so she’d kept all the books for years and handled all the dough. Despite the harsh, cruel elements their Stud had done quite well, but Ferdinand their fav’rite bull was now due for a spell. There was a bloke at “Brigalow”, five hundred K due East, that advertised a bull for sale; a handsome looking beast. Joan did her sums and ascertained the budget could allow six hundred dollars ‘twards the deal; at least that’s all for now. It’s best they thought that Joan should go and check the old mate out and if the bull and price were right they’d buy him without doubt. Then Joan would telegraph old Blue and with a bit of luck he’d come to pick the old mate up in his old cattle truck. Joan checked the bull from head to tail and felt he passed the test so asked the owner, “What’s he worth?” and hoped now for the best. “Five ninety-nine is what I ask and that my dear’s a steal.” Joan felt a sigh of great relief and said, “Mate, that’s a deal.” Joan then went to the Post 0ffice to get in touch would Blue and asked how much per word it cost to send a message through. “A dollar for each word, my dear “ the desk clerk then advised. Poor Joan was taken back a bit and surely was surprised. She told the Clerk about the deal and how that all she had was just a single dollar and the Clerk felt rather bad. “Don’t worry Sir, send COMFORTABLE and that will be the go. Old Blue will get the drift of it cause he reads pretty slow.” ©Bush Poet Merv Webster The Goondiwindi Grey |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
This is a delight. I love your story and I enjoyed how you wrote it. So good. I hope others read it too. Very good and I thank you. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
LOL....this takes the cake! |
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the grey Member
since 2006-01-06
Posts 119Queensland, Australia. |
G'day Aziza, thank you for sharing my rhyming bush verse. The Grey |
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the grey Member
since 2006-01-06
Posts 119Queensland, Australia. |
G'day Iliana. Glad you got a chuckle. Thanks for sharing my Aussie rhyming bush verse. The Grey |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Enjoying the capture, as always, of a old joke told quite well! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was fresh, fun and comical loved walking through the stories of your mind... thank you |
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the grey Member
since 2006-01-06
Posts 119Queensland, Australia. |
G'day Sunshine. Always up for a challenge to tell an old yarn with meter and rhyme. thanks for sharing. The Grey |
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the grey Member
since 2006-01-06
Posts 119Queensland, Australia. |
It's a pleasure sharing them with you LeeJ. The Grey |
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