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[sid] => 116659
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => MY BACKYARD
[time] => 2006-03-18 23:41:00
[hometext] => this was a letter written to my brother to cheer him up
[bodytext] => As I walk out my back door and look into my big backyard One would think it is quite plain until you have looked real hard To see all the different things that make my place unique So many things to show you So many things to meet First of all the peacocks with beautiful feathers held high Then the white fantail pidgeons fluttering around the sky Geanea foul chatter madlychasing a bug or two And off into the distance we can hear a cockatoo There are Red Wings, Princess, Superbs,Yellowhead, Eastern and King, Mallee Ringnecks, Crimson and Lorekeets, Boy, you should hear them sing we have one little quail called Snowy who is very very old He sleeps with the baby rabbits so he can beat the cold The rabbits they love breeding constantly which is really good for me As I take them to the markets and sell them for a $10 fee Are you starting to get the picture of my place up in the hills I am only halfway through my story and boy I"ve some food bills Next we have an old tennis court that has seen some better days Now it is my chook yard and in it others now play First of all theres gertrude my poor old lame goose And her pal ducky lucky they try to rule the roost Theres the rooster and eight hens who love scratching round the weeds My two new turkey babys are inquistive indeed The last inhabitant is Lambsy my cheeky little lout Who waits till everyones sleeping then chases them all out He does his little kicks and thinks that he"s just great Back to bed go all the chooks but lambsy he just waits Til everyone has settled in and everything is quiet hen lambsy creeps and pushes them off their perches with all his might Now I can hear you thinking what a madhouse I live in I have only begun to tell you of my merry little din I also have 2 cats and a dog and their not normal too Which just adds to the excitment of this unusual zoo One cat is really old and sits a round all day The other brings home lots of mice for my dog to have a play He goes off down the paddock and carries home the mice My dog, Sumo, sits by the gate and wait she thinks that its so nice But wait I"M not quite finished theres some more I havent mentioned Owen Gavin and Rhiannon their beyound my comprehension Why they all love living here amongst this mess and meyhem They make it all worth the while but please dont ever tell them Now my life far from boring with all these goings on Theres so much more to tell you I could turn it into song But I hope this is enugh for now to keep you satified I could tell you about the cow but that would make you cry So one day when your down and blue and wonder if you are sane Think of your mad sisters lot and youll know what is to blame [comments] => 3 [counter] => 481 [topic] => 54 [informant] => jonquilcottage [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 16 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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