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Offline SlickMick

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Re: Cindi's learning Strine
« Reply #40 on: December 23, 2009, 03:59:40 AM »
Hey Lone, that Chookie's gone bloody quiet.

Now wotdidja say to offend her :?


Hope the big Claus is good t'ya
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few,
   And men of religion are scanty,
On a road never cross'd 'cept by folk that are lost,
   One Michael Magee had a shanty.

Now this Mike was the dad of a ten-year-old lad,
   Plump, healthy, and stoutly conditioned;
He was strong as the best, but poor Mike had no rest
   For the youngster had never been christened,
A BUSH CHRISTENING - A.B. "Banjo" Paterson http://www.middlemiss.org/lit/authors/patersonab/poetry/christen.html

Offline Cindi

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Re: Cindi's learning Strine
« Reply #41 on: December 27, 2009, 12:06:03 AM »
 :) :) :)  Just been dang busy, beautiful days, to love, live and share, with great health.  Cindi
There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold.  The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold.  The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see, what the night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee.  Robert Service