Pt Samson Causeway

Pearcemelville 兎敏

Pt Samson Causeway

Another stinker  pull in to 
Roebourne for a breather 
A Beer  
no not me I'm just a kid 
Dad doesn't drink much either

Samson Causeway new stone causeway
The pearce's burnt the old 
wooden one down 
Not our family  not us I say 

It wasn't us was them  same spelling but the daughter's name began with M
Had a bbq one day that went 
astray   They said it was an accident but not all believed them

You could see the old bridge there beside the new'n 
First time we passed Dad 
said Let's try a spot of Fish'n
and we might catch our Tea 

How many hours  Not a nibble
These fishing conditions indeed are dour
what? a splash  What's That?
Old Ben Egan I believe has a Queenfish on the wire 

He is lucky the Shark in pursuit didn't rip it off the 
line completely
Silver Blue splashing dashing
Landed queenie and cast out quickly

Dad he hooked a Turtle
you never mean to  just the luck it's fucked 
Poor old thing swimming 
round with hook and line
Cut it  too thin to reel it in 
It Sucked!

Tide went out  so surprised 
must be eight yards deep no doubt
See the Sea is returning again
Seeya Ben  If in town givvus
a Shout 

 

 

 

  • Author: Pearcemelville 卯升 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 10th, 2022 03:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: Pilbara weekend
  • Category: Children
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