Featuring guest illustrator: Aiden Bhattarai
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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