Allo! Nine times bitten ten times shy. So being a nutter and an alcoholic.
There I was! Nine parts pissed to the wind,and one part wanting too go home. Oh my dears why does our town shut down so early.
So at the local bowls club,there I was. Listening to the fucking drivel about the local football league! Which in the overall scheme of things is about as interesting as college football.
But quiet my friends,I come here not to complain but to explain!
I walked to the train station.There I met One of our security guards.
He was forty five,separated,paying maintenance,and still not getting bye.
But his missus was a teacher,and pulled in a good income,but they still struggled to pay the bills.
So I suppose I still come from the land down -under where women spit,and men chunder.
I think I may emigrate again.
Reckon Tassie will suit me just fine.
Pissed off,bored.lonely! Big deal.
But mostly that I am so ashamed,that god,s own country is not developing,the way he would like!
More importantly it,s not developing the way, we people would like!