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~~~ Honey an' Sugar ~~~
Honey's sweet it's great to eat,
And it's made by a little bee.
He stores the honey in his hive,
And sometimes up a tree.
To rob the honey from this bee,
Is not as simple as it seems.
But with toxic smoke they scare him off,
And destroy his little dreams.
Sugar's sweet as honey too,
And it comes from sugar cane.
It grows in places where it's hot,
That gets lots and lots of rain.
To get the sugar from the cane,
You must burn it so they say:
'Cos it's guarded by the sugar snake,
And the fire scares him away.
So, I suppose you wonder why,
And you may find it kinda' funny,
To hear about the bee and snake,
And of sugar cane and honey.
I'll tell you why I tell you of them,
What I say is true you'll see.
'Cos I'm that little sugar snake,
And that little honey bee.
'Cos you're my sugar cane, my dear
And you are my honey too.
You are the sweetest thing to me,
And you're really yummy too.
So, they'll not frighten me with fire,
Nor with their toxic smoke.
I'll keep you safe forever more,
'Cos, I have a magic cloak.
I'll put that magic cloak around you,
And keep you safe as safe could be.
I'll take you to a magic land,
Where at last you will be free.
You will be free to give your love,
And you'll be free then to receive.
All the caring joy and happiness,
And eternal love from me.
June 4, 1998
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~~~ Our Farm ~~~
Hello, my little cutie-pops,
Wouldn't it be wonderful,
We would go down to the pig sty,
Then you could feed the chickens,
We'd have vegies growing everywhere,
We'd have a picnic every day,
We'd dance around and laugh out loud,
We'd build our little castle,
I really am excited,
June 9, 1998
~~ 137 ~~
~~~ Am I Just Another Dancing Partner ~~~
Am I just another dancing partner,
When ya' dance with me it's bonzer,
We could spin around and jump about,
We could teach the chooks to cha, cha,
The platipuss's from our creek,
The snakes would rumba with the frogs,
The old goanna he would sit,
Wouldn't it be wonderful,
June 10, 1998
~~ 141 ~~
~~~ Cute and Demure ~~~
Kerry is a little lamb,
He followed her to New South Wales,
He flew across the continent,
He fell in love the moment,
He'd found the one, that he had lost,
Now their future it was set,
Then Kerry said to Rodney John,
So! That's my little nursery rhyme,
June 11, 1998
~~ 142 ~~
~~~ Lotsa' Love ~~~
I'm gunna' write a poem of love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
And! Love, love, love, love,
Plus! Love, love, love, love,
Also! Love, love, love, love,
And maybe a bit more! Love,
And heaps more! Love, love,
With a few extra! Love, love,
So how is that for lots of love,
June 12, 1998
~~ 148 ~~
~~~ Will You Be My Honey Bee ~~~
Will you be my honey bee?
I'd take you to my honeycomb,
Then we'd buzz around the flowers,
We'd gather lots of honey,
'Cos my darling,
You are the sweetest honey bee,
'Cos If you were my Queen Bee,
The happiness that is for us,
We will live our lives together,
July 1, 1998
~~ 163 ~~
~~~ Platypuses ~~~
I'm lookin' at ya' picture,
I'd like to take ya' to me billabong,
They are me favorite platipie's.
We'd play, "kiss the bonzer sheila",
So I thought that, may-be I could,
I cannot find the words my sweet,
August 13, 1998
~~ 170 ~~
~~~ Our New House ~~~
Our new place is a ripper,
We had to move some old junk out,
She is an old Queenslander,
We'll wash the windows nice and clean,
This place will be our palace,
We'll turn our stereo right up loud,
The gecko's will get the dcb,
He'll have to buy some flamin' chooks,
'Cos trout is just for city folks,
Our dams are full up to the top,
We've started plantin' vegies,
There's mangos and there's paw paws,
There's lots of trees and other stuff,
Well, anyway it's back to work,
So it's cheerio for a bit,
September 15, 1998
How are you today.
If we was on our little farm,
We could go outside and play.
To be there me and you.
Just think of all those crazy things,
That you and I could do.
And wash our smelly pig,
Then feed him lots of vegetables,
Until he was fat and big.
With corn and wheat we grew.
And if they didn't lay some eggs,
We'd eat 'em in a stew.
And pretty flowers too.
And I would grow one-hundred fruits,
So I could spoil you.
Right down by our creek.
And every chance that I could get,
I'd kiss your little cheek.
And walk 'round hand in hand.
We'd stop and cuddle just like kids,
Gee! Wouldn't that be grand.
For all the world to see.
That you and I are so in love,
And in love we'll always be.
And I guess that you are too.
I want to spend the rest of time,
My darling there with you.
Or are ya' gunna' dance with me for keeps.
And are ya' gunna' dance with me,
While we try and shear our sheeps.
It gives to me a little thrill.
I'd dance with you down by our creek,
Or upon our highest hill.
And twist and rock a' roll.
We could waltz and do the tango,
As we eat an icy pole.
And the fox trot to the pig.
We could even teach the kangaroos,
To do the highland jig.
Would dance with out a care.
Our trees would barn dance to the beat,
And wave their branches in the air.
While the lizards and the crows,
Did a little hula dance,
Swinging to and fro.
With his back against a tree.
Smoking on an old clay pipe,
Playing a banjo on his knee.
If all of this was true.
We could dance and dance forever,
Forever me and you.
She's cute and she's demure,
And every where that Kerry goes,
Rodney will pursuer her.
In panic and in haste,
'Cos he knew he had to be with her,
And he had no time to waste.
In a great big aeroplane,
And he knew that once he touched her hand,
He'd not go back again.
He touched her tiny hand,
The bells of joy re-sounded,
And rang through-out the land.
In so many lives before,
He knew that deep within his heart,
He'd be, with her forever more.
There was so many things to do,
They'd joined their lives with happiness,
And their love just grew and grew.
And Rodney said to Kerry,
You are my cutest cuddle pop,
And you make my life so merry.
The words they may seem funny,
But! It's been written to the one I love,
'Cos she's my little honey.
Specially just for you.
It's been written from my heart,
Yabba dabba doo.
And more love, love love,
With a bit of extra love,
Always thrown in.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love, love.
Or maybe you need more,
I'll give you lots and lots of love,
Till it flows right out the door.
And come into my hive,
There, I'd smother you a with sweetness,
And with my love you'd thrive.
And sprinkle you with dew,
I'd tell you, about the love I have,
Within my heart for you.
And buzz around the trees,
We'd be so happy buzzing there,
Together you and me.
From the pretty flowers there,
We'd store it in our little hive,
So others they can share.
That I have ever seen,
Come with me, to my beehive,
'Cos there you'll be my Queen.
And I was to be your King,
I can only just imagine,
The happiness you'd bring.
It's special and its real,
It's magic from the heavens,
That only, you and I can feel.
Together, you and me,
Our love will last forever,
Our love, will always be.
That's right in front of me,
Gee's, you are a bonzer sheila,
Your as cute as cute could be.
And have a picnic there,
You could cuddle all the platypuses,
And they wouldn't give a care.
I see them every day,
They would love to have you visit them,
Then together we could play.
And squeeze her nice and tight,
And I'd snuggle up and hug her close,
Every single night.
Take you to my little friends,
And they could tell to you,
That my love will never end.
The words I need to say,
To tell you that I love you,
Every single day.
We have just moved in today,
It's just north of Bundaberg,
And it's where we're gunna' stay.
And wash the bloody floors,
We even had to chop some wood,
And that is a flamin' chore.
That's been dumped upon our block,
But we're gunna' do the old girl up,
Till she's ticking like a clock.
Chuck some paint upon the wall,
I'll patch the roof to stop the leaks,
And hang some pictures in the hall.
You'll be the queen and I'll be king,
And we'll entertain our neighbors,
With those crazy song we sing.
To drown the cane toads out,
The only trouble that we'll cause,
Is to talk we'll have to shout.
That means, get out and don't come back,
And we'll watch 'em march out two by two,
As they're headin' down the track.
And a flamin' pig, no doubt,
So we can have fresh ham and eggs,
For brekky 'stead of trout.
Not us, livin' in the scrub,
And we'll go and get an intro,
At the local flamin' pub.
First time for many years,
Our water tanks are chock a' block,
As we grin from ear to ear.
Pumpkin, peas and other stuff,
I told the missus for a time,
We'll have to live it rough.
All planted 'round the dam,
And lots of loquat's on our trees,
So we'll make 'em into jam.
Growin' 'round this place,
With funny lookin' berries,
So I'll leave it for the birds to eat just in flamin' case.
'Cos, me old woman's on me back,
To get off me ass, and do some works,
And stop, bein' flamin' slack.
And I'll catch ya' latter on,
I'd better go and humour her,
'Cos as ya' know, women, are never flamin' wrong.