Tìoraidh 2023! We’re glad to see you end! Though I am sure you’ve had some positive moments somewhere, More than your allocated mayhem did you send, You’ve blown people apart in more ways than can be counted, And rippled disasters globally like dominoes upon a slimy bend.
I know I’m not the only one that prays in their way for 2024, For all the pain and mayhem you, 2023 have contained, To swiftly find their way with you out the door, Though reality brings the fact that January 1st is just but a day, It does however bring a glimmer of possibility… of hope… that sweeter times may grace the floor.
And so we welcome forth 2024’s blank slate, Hoping Mercury’s retrograde mayhem be just the first thing to turn right, And that there be so many more things you shift towards green pastures gate, Showing lives around this exhausted planet towards reprieve, Before that which we’ve been enduring takes its toll making you too late.
‘Fore most of us can’t take much more, Of what we’ve been served in this past few years, Despite our evolution, our growth, our enlightenment to what we can do galore, We are still human thus have limits to what we can actually survive, Before we can no longer spread our wings to soar!
Thus please just bring forth 2024’s lineup already! Though may it please be a year to bring the past few into balance, Bringing prosperity and peace with a harmonious beat and a lighthearted melody, A whole year inspiring worldwide bliss, love and gratitude towards the lives we live, With a positive abundant flow for all to be equally heavy and steady.
🙂 HAVE A REJUVENATING NEW YEAR OF BLESSINGS EVERYONE!!
Christmas ’twas mere days away, As the Bushman sat present wrapping, Singing classic Christmas carols, To which his foot ’twas tapping.
When something through a window, Distracted his concentrating eye, Curiously the Bushman ventured closer, As his startled horse reared to the sky.
There on his verandah stood, Much to the Bushman’s surprise, A six foot plus white kangaroo, With piercing sky blue eyes.
Not far away ’twas another, Whose leg appeared to be injured, Then a third wearing a harness, Made the scene seem completely absurd!
Three snowy white kangaroos, The Bushman thought he was dreaming! ’Till he tripped over his poor dogs tail, Whom let out his version of surprised screaming.
Then up hopped a fourth kangaroo, To see what had caused all the matter, A fifth dragging a leather strap, Followed with a bit of a clatter.
The Bushman looked from roo to roo, Trying to figure it all out, When a large man in a big red suit, Came out of the bush giving a shout:
‘Ho, Ho, Hello there my friend. My aircraft’s crashed just through there, Most of my boomers got away okay, But could you help me get back in the air?’
The Bushman couldn’t believe his eye’s, Here was Santa asking for his help, ‘Certainly’ was all he could manage to say, Whilst his dog gave him an encouraging yelp.
Not too far off the Bushman’s homestead, Santa’s sleigh ’twas caught up in the top of a gumtree, A sixth kangaroo in a harness was dangling, Thus getting him down unscathed was the key.
The Bushman soon knew what to do, Dashed back home to get some supplies, Whilst a flock of birds in the trees overhead, Sang loudly their mocking song cries.
‘Twasn’t long ‘till the Bushman returned, With ropes and his trusty chestnut horse, They tied and swung them over nearby trees, And securely to the sleigh of course!
After lowering down the last kangaroo, They slowly lowered Santa’s sleigh, Tended all the kangaroo’s injuries, ‘Fore Santa went up upon his way.
Soon ’twas Christmas eve, And snuggled by the fireplace, The Bushman and his beloved lady, Were discussing Santa’s big worldwide race.
When from overhead they heard crystal clear: ‘HO HO HO HO HELLO! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU, BUSHMAN, THANKS FOR ALL YOUR HELP, IN MAKING DREAMS WORLD WIDE COME TRUE!’
The Bushman’s Lady sat watching in disbelief, As presents then appeared beneath their tree, Whilst sounds of sleigh bells rang through the sky, Filling the surrounding bushland with magic and glee.
Early one morning, The Bushman set out, To check on his grazing heard, Before heading off to the seaside, For his sister had sent urgent word.
That a pirate in his mighty ship, Was plundering the eastern coast, Waving his sword and issuing orders, Whilst munching on Vegemite toast.
He had stolen from all, be they rich or poor, Be it jewels, gems or a child's lolly pop, So The Bushman's sister had asked him, To come try to get the pirate to stop.
As The Bushman rode overland, He wondered how he could, Cease the evil pirate plundering, Everywhere his crew n he stood.
Within two days The Bushman arrived, At his sisters artsy beachside home, Where shell and driftwood art line walls, And the floor is sand covered stone.
'Twasn't long till The Bushman brave, Got to meet the nasty buccaneer, Who was causing all the trouble, 'N' creating so much fear.
He was swiping The Bushman's saddle bags, Right off of his chestnut horse, When The Bushman came out, words blazing, using all of his vocal force.
The Pirate, instead of fleeing the scene, Drew his sword advancing fast, The Bushman, determined to beat him, Grabbed a bamboo stick as he ran past.
A mighty battle had now begun, The evil pirate verse The Bushman brave, Bystanders wondering which may win, All hoping The Bushman wouldn't cave.
Clanging and banging filled the air, As courageous Bushman fought on, Defending the Pirates every move, Waiting for him to get it wrong.
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