Ode too Bushpig "The Latter years"

There was a bloke named Bushpig,

Chasing Marlin was his Game.
Its been a few seasons since he got one,
Now that friends is just such a shame.

There’s been just one or two issues,
Very minor you underconstumble.
Like the twice no go starter motor,

And the way that the crew they did grumble.

“Stand in the Cnr “….. “No Back up you Git”

This was the fish that was hooked but then lost.

Silence after the shouting …..

Its gone you ****, we paid the cost.

And what of the lost Jigged up Kingie ?

Reports of “don’t trace it ! “,  High stick, a tip wrap

Imagine the look of horror

When the Jig rod simply went SNAP

So theres been the odd hickup since last time,

He got Married along the way.

But those of who know him best,

Suspect that was just too hide he’s still gay.

Phats

                                       2008

Ode too Bushpig

Rubbish was his game.

His friends called him Swine, and Porky,

And other 4 letter names.

He once fluked a couple of Marlin,

And thought he was the sh.it.

Not realizing he would never be it,

Till he got rid of his saggy tits.

He liked to show affection,

By abusing all of his friends.

Unable to admit he wanted to hug them,

Nor that he liked looking at other men’s rear ends.

He’s possibly not a bad bloke,

Underneath his menacing demeanor

He’d be a truly top bloke,

If he accepted having a small wiener.

He’s got to sell his boat,

He’s a wedding to pay for you see.

Don’t fret about it tho Bushie,

You can come out with Bender and me

                                       Phats