Bushy

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Bushy the truckie 

A mountain bloke 

Delivered my pipes 

I thought what a joke.

Eyes peering out of a bearded face 

No shoes on his feet 

Dog as a mate.

Said he could unload without a crane 

They were under a dog trailer 

I thought it insane. 

He strapped it and jacked it

Propped up the end

Then over the side the pipes he did send.

It really was old school stuff 

Worthy of his title

The old boy was tough.

We talked about price

Way back when

Nothing official with paper and pen

When I asked what I owed 

He knocked five hundred off!

I paid him the extra 

Not having that.

So to Bushy

I tip my hat.

  • Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 19th, 2023 04:51
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write 2.

  • 2781

    I respect the individualism of the old school Aussies. Their still out there working undercover!

  • arqios

    Them blokes keep the flame alive!

    • 2781

      Modernity is trying to snuff them out.

      • arqios

        That’s really quite the sad state of affairs.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Out there is right - not too many left in the thick of suburbia. Still not sure of the final price.... guessing, but you didn't pay by card...

        • 2781

          Correct, it was a fair deal.



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