Poetry2 Pt1 My Way Tour – Toowoomba

“MY  WAY”   TOUR,   JUNE, 1988  –    

TO   DARWIN   AND   BACK  –  

Jim Foxon’s  Meanderings.

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The worst night of my life I spent ‘

Twas on the eighth of June

‘Twas worse by far than when I went

Upon my honeymoon

~

The wife was up and down all night.

(It wasn’t what you think).

The waterworks were quite all right.

We’d never had a drink.

~

Upon that morn at half past five

We had to catch a bus.

So mother stayed awake all night.

What a bloody fuss!

~

For SHE kept ME awake as well –

Nearly drove me barmy!

Brought back all those awful years

That I’d spent in the army.

~

And when we got out in the cold

Of morn – stars in the sky!

‘Twas cold enough to freeze ’em off!

Oh my, oh my, oh my!

~

But when we climbed aboard the bus

So mis-er-ab-le still,

We both thawed out a little bit.

We met a Ted called Hill.

~

The red-rimmed dawn came up and Ted

Unfurled the Aussie flag.

“Sing loud the National Anthem chaps –

No one’s allowed to lag!”

~

“Just sing, and don’t salute,” Ted said,

“The bus is rather jerky.

If you stand up and then salute,

You’ll fall head over turkey.”

~

That night up in Toowoomba

We all sat down to dine.

We’d had a session in the pu

With Fosters, Scotch and wine.

~

Thus while we exercised the fang,

No one was really stinking.

Yet still and all there’d been a bit

Of fairly serious drinking.

~

So when the girl who was in charge

Told jokes of love and lust,

We all sat back and held our sides

And laughed out fit to bust.

~

Toowoomba – Garden City    

Of Aussie’s Sunshine State!

To say it’s merely pretty

Would greatly under-rate.

~

The neat, attractive gardens

The eye continually meets,

The bright and lovely houses,

The wide and sweeping streets.

~

Then on to Miles, a well kept town,

With Pioneer Museum. 

Were all such things so well concealed,

Most folk would never see ‘em.

~  

In central Queensland Roma is

Where boab trees abound.

They line its dusty, faded streets,

Misshapen, portly, round.

~

At Charleville straw hats appeared, 

Fitted by Baz and Ted.

The fitting was a trifle weird,

But each lid found its head.

~

Yet there’s a price we have to pay

For anti-sun protection.

Our hats are marked with “Tours My-way”

Er…….”Myway Tours.” (Correction).

~

We saw the Stockman’s Hall of Fame –

Queen Liz was at this spot.

From miles around the people came;

The sun was flamin’ hot!

~

When she was asked just how she felt

The Queen said, “Well, of course,

My anal pain recalls the taim

When I fell orf my horse!”

~

In central Queensland towns, you know,

All people far and near

Will only wash in water, but –

They drink the Fourex beer!

~

In Winton’s pub I said: “Now mate –

Your water’s rather strong.

You pump, I guess, outside the town,

From some old billabong?”

~

“This water, mate,” says he, “don’t come

From any billabong. 

It comes from DEEP BELOW, and hence –

The bloody awful pong.”

~

“I must confess,” said I, “that beer

Is better…Even stout.”

“Good-oh,” he said. “I’ll order two!

And don’t forget…Your shout!”

~

We’re taking off for Darwin now.

Say, just how does that seize ya?

Darwin! – Lovely northern jewel!

The next stop…Indonesia!

~

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

2 thoughts on “Poetry2 Pt1 My Way Tour – Toowoomba”

  1. The initial start of the poem seems a little slow gradually gathering steam , I love the interjection of Australian slang it fits like a glove encapsulating authentic Australians , as we are taken on a mystery tour of famous country towns and shown their dramatis personae . Although the prose seems simple and in rhyme it is refreshing to read and brings a smile to my face as the story tells me of familiar characteristics and of events most couples would understand .It is a lovely ditty of Australian individuality written by a born again Australian .

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