Lightning Strikes the Ridge

a treatise on the myth of true blue mateship of the australian outback culture, cobber

a piece of iron that someone prised no breeze moves it round it's the east wall of our lounge room ominously hanging down someone tried to wreck our dream in this town where friends abound I'm angry! who would do this thing? I hope a friend comes round Brian was there to cut the deck and be our bridge for now we shuffled to his kitchen and he dealt us out some chow come into my parlour I'll show my Cassius cuisine I never eat the stuff myself I am hungry; I am lean I'm a very famous chef you know and worked here and there and where the food's too dear to contemplate he made mornay from thin air It kinda tasted tuna-ish but like I'd never had before but Brian didn't eat it just maitre-de'd the floor there's a lot of flu about you know but you haven't got it yet but every single guest I've had has flaked out (or got dead) something I meant to ask you guys If you get too sick to travel would you like to sign your shack to me? the legals I'll unravel probably get you several grand that you can share with Tone I'll deal with you here and now Maria and Tony on the phone We'll not pay in dollars though there's heaps of those around and the only one's not millionaires are you guys new in town We prefer to pay in colour or in jewelry that I've hoarded for a rainy day Oh here's the plane It's time that Tony boarded Tony's gone to Dubbo Base plasts and grams and test but I'll be back Montgomery once I've had a rest Too innocent for the opal west not skeptical not a bit come in Mr nice guy we'll chew you up and spit Sky's Percy is malfunctioning it should feel good not bad we just ate Brian's dinner it's the only thing we've had "I deny that I've been poisoned!" as he gently rubbed his head "just lost my sensibilities and fell in and out of bed" "Must be the flu like Brian said I believe everything he states but I'm a bit concerned about Maria's nose and hope the bleeding soon abates!" now we nurse each other there's that flu that's going round but it's disappointment self-imposed of the friends we thought we'd found we'll think of Brian's future guests and recall his cooking fuss the food and deals for nice guys a miner, mining us
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