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Please take the time to enjoy this poem about our town

written originally in 2003 by local Schoolteacher Veronica Hartnett

and updated in October, 2006

 

                                               FRIDAY FROLICS

 

In the outback of Australia, where the rainbow opal glows,

And the rising sun is greeted by the cawing of the crows,

Lies a dusty little settlement of miners tough and free

And this gem amidst the rich red earth is known as Mintabie

 

For nine long months there is no rain and the bush appears to die.

But then the storm clouds gather and the heavens start to cry.

The rain comes down in torrents and the dry creeks quickly flow

And in days the earth is shattered as the grass begins to grow

 

Some years you may be lucky and Swan Lake will teem with life

Then in the middle of the desert aquatic sports are rife.

Swans perform a ballet, fish and frogs are seen to dive

And the dry, parched arid landscape becomes instantly alive

 

The fauna’s not the only ones to go wild around this town –

On Friday nights the place is rocking, real actions going down!

A stranger might turn up and ask, “Please tell me where’s the hub?

Where’s it happening in this joint?” There’s just one answer – ‘At the Pub!’

 

Behind the bar is Luka serving cold ones as he’ll greet you

And the locals nod and smile as they all line up to meet you.

Kit Carson’s always cheery, Teddy and Tayio will be your mate

Scrooge is whingeing loudly as he rushes in quite late.

 

Bill the Builder’s on the dry, he’s really doing well

President Kay wants a working bee, her chances aren’t real swell!

John Marshall’s lashing out, he’s sipping on a light

Jill Forrest’s hoping hubby Brent will have an early night!

 

In the corner one bloke throws a punch, another lands a blow,

But it’s over in just sixty seconds, ‘cos in steps Auntie Flo!

Mark Hoobin swaggers in, while Barney teeters on his stool

Michael and Lachlan saunter by, they’re really looking cool!

 

Ann and Milan are sitting there, they’re rarely seen of late

For health they’ve given up the beer and really lost some weight.

Max is at the jukebox. Now, he’s really a lovely man

But his taste in music’s rotten – Dean Martin should be banned!

 

 Ivanka and bubs wander past, Angelina’s as cute as pie

Sharon and Ted tell another tale of their gigantic puppy, Ty.

Hippy Jill has got the blokes, they swarm around like flies

But none of them will even score – she really is quite wise

 

Vince and John are arguing whose footy team is best,

Principal Linda’s downing a Jim Bean can with zest.

Karen rarely ever comes, but way back in her prime

She always knew the way to have a really rocking time!

 

Pedro’s gunna be real sad, his footy tips have lost

Louise has caught him up and he’s counting up the cost.

Emma’s at the juke box – her choice is just a crime -

‘Boys From the Bush’ is playing for the sixteenth bloody time!

 

Nikki arrives when Scrooge’s close, Gordon trots in  behind.

Jerry’s downing quite a few, in three hours he may be blind!

Leo’s sparking on in style, he’s such a lovely bloke!

Don Ferguson lifts his fourteenth can of diet bloody coke!

 

Allan quietly sips his grog, it’s smoothly going down

John Undie’s talking up a storm, the noisiest bloke in town!

The footy game is over,  Warwick starts to cry –

Again he’s disappointed ‘cos his Tigers fail to fly!

 

Mark Taylor’s talking Finke again, the blokes all gather round

Pete and Frank, Mike and Lachs, next year that’s where they’re bound

David wanders past the group, he makes an awful racket

The temperature is pretty warm but he’s wearing that bloody jacket!

 

Tili and Koorri dress so cool, of them we are real fond

Nyssa giggles in the corner – she really is soooo blonde!

Hayden’s hair is getting long, his pony tail is cute

Frank is showing off his muscles, Danna thinks he’s  beaut!

 

Sam and Hayden cuddle up, Punu chatters on

Harley challenges all to pool until his money’s gone

Vesna’s in the family way, everyone is glad

Except it means she’ll be leaving us, that is a little sad

 

 

Margaret and Gary settle in, Joan and Eric will soon leave

Seven o’clock’s their limit, homeward bound they slowly weave.

Inchy and Andrea have made it in, their weekend is all planned

Much revolves around hitting a ball that’s trapped in a pile of sand

 

 

Lyn is barracking for her Crows, she gives a mighty cheer.

Jonesey grabs a can or twelve, Port’s had a shocking year!

Porgo’s sitting at the bar, he’s spent a lot of dough,

Yami and Bronya are going home – they told us that two hours ago!

 

 

Bruno’s talking trees again, the kids are playing pool,

Brent’s observing all the action, he’s sure nobody’s fool!

Smirking at the memory of his legendary ‘flash’

When Veronica’s eyes grew big and round and she broke out in a rash!

She thinks that for his efforts he sure deserves a sash-

With a little bit more practice he might even earn some cash!

 

Yes, just another Friday night, of fellowship and fun,

Hard-living means hard-drinking under Australia’s outback sun.

So if you are looking for good fun, this is where you need to be,

Come join us all here at the pub, in our town of Mintabie!

 

 

 

 

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