Missus Bourke

G’day Missus," he ses’, “Ya’ wouldn’t have a bit of work for a man.”
I’ve nothin’ to eat for days now, and I’ve lost me billy-can.
And I needs a couple o’ bob, so’s I can fix me leakin’ shoes.
Any work at all missus ‘cos, there ain’t no jobs that I can’t do’s."

“Ya’ a scruffy lookin’ individual”, say’s the lady,"
But! I’ll see’s if ya’s any good.
You’s can swing that axe that’s round the back, and cut some fire-wood.
‘Cos, the weather’s gettin’ cold these nights and it’s time to have a fire.
There’s twenty ton of wood out back that can’t be cut, go and make me out a liar."

“And when ya’ finished cuttin’ wood, you’s can go’s and shoe me horse.
There’s bits a’steel in the shed and fire, and an anvil there of course.
Make sure the shoes fit nice and snug, and make sure they’re nailed tight.
Don’t want that mare to throw a shoe, whilst ridin’ home one night.”

“And when ya’ finished doin’ that, there’s some fencin’ to be done.
There’s twenty mile of broken fence, and barbed wire to be run.
There’s broken gates and strainer posts all needin’ to be mended.
Try and get that done by dark, if ya’ don’t, don’t be offended.”

“And me tracta’s broke, it will not start and the tyres have gone down.
And me flamin’ ute give up the ghost so I can-not get to town.
You’ll have to pull the engine out and see what can be done.
There’s bits and pieces in the shed I’m sure you’ll make it run.”

“And the roof it leaks and flaps about when it blows and rains.
And the winda’s have some broken glass they need new winda’ panes.
And the v’randa’ needs the floorin’ fixed, needs nailin’ here and there.
And the drains are blocked with kikuri grass that’s growin’ everywhere.”

“And the veggie gardens full of weeds and the trees need prunin’ too.
There’s fruit to pick and seed to plant, there’s much more you can do.
So come on in and shut the gate and I’ll put ya’ straight to work.
What is ya’ name ya’ poor old bloke, mine’s is Missus Bourke.”

“Well Missus Bourke me name is Tom, I’ve been on the track for years.
I’ve done every thing from shearin’ sheep to humpin’ kegs of beer.
I’ve worked for squatters musterin’ stock, I’ve even sunk a well.
But, Missus Bourke I ain’t no slave, and you can go ta’ hell.”

krackatinni Copyright 1996-2008

Missus Bourke

Krackatinni

Kellerberrin, Australia

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