Borrowed from the Brisvegas ourier Mail

A little bit of Kat doggerel I’ll dedicate to Waz …. with apologies

There’s just the slightest small suggestion
Of a clot with indigestion
And a synapse looking for a big idea.

We often see an outback wonder
With such propensity to blunder
‘Round the bushy Hickville landscape – have no fear.

But what a little smarty,
He is to form a party
Without the need for thinkin’
Beyond huntin’, fishin, drinkin’
And shootin’ half-baked ideas out his barge-arse rear.

But it’s the hat, we’ll hand to Katter
All the other sh*t won’t matter,
We’ve seen the loonies from the deep north come and go

And as we slowly roll a durrie
Take our time – ‘coz there’s no hurry
We can watch the bastard scurry
Through the S-bend
And then gallop quickly past the Overflow

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first published a moment ago at First Dog on the Moon – Crikey.com.au