Drovers Diary, Old Bert the rabbito


Last week the silo disappeared, fell into a hole in the ground.
Things been pretty crook round here in rabbits we abound.
And so they undermined the silo and it fell into a hole
I think its time to get old Bert, get him off the dole.

Bert used to be the rabbito, killing rabbits on the station
He used to be the number one in most of all the nation.
Until one day he sunk the ripper, it was connected to the dozer
The boss sacked him on the spot, “never come back until hell freezes over”

But now he,s back I fear, and thirty years the older.
And damned if I can see what hes got on his shoulder
It looks just like and old gunny sack and it looks pretty full.
Hes sagging at the knees and dragging it behind just like an old dead bull.

He took off at our direction, chasing rabbits up the rise.
And he had this look I had never seen, a glinting in the eyes.
Next thing I know this rabbit flew in and crashed there on the floor
It hurtled in at shoulder height and we knew,alive it was no more.

No one had time to think, along with an awful roar
We lost all the windows and the bloody door.
We ran outside not knowing what to expect
And there ran Bert with gelignite, to the rabbit hole that’s next.

A stick of jelly in both hands, and a crazy eerie laugh
Going to blow another one, he doesn’t do things by half.
.as we stood and watched him, our horror starts to grow
theres this huge deep hungry faultline creeping down the hill.

It passed us by and under the house it dove
Followed by a shrieking cook”it swallowed up my stove”
It carried on across the yard and swallowed up my utility
As I just jumped up and down , it really was futility.

Next thing there was a frightful roar as the next bunny warren caved in,
Old Bert had unearthed the dozer, it sat there like a new pin,
All scoured and polished by the movement of tons of the sand.
But old Bert was nowhere to be seen, he was certainly not at hand.

He,s gone to Rabbito heaven, taken out by his own hand
Better watch out for rest of the jelly that’s probably under the sand.
The rabbits too have never been back , not even to this day.
But I suspect they are up in the shed, frolicking in the hay!

Drovers Diary, Old Bert the rabbito


Under the Stars, Australia

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One of a series of poems under the heading of “Drovers Diary”



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