A Taste for Terror

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Australian poet, Diverse quisine, Islamization, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Sure, terrorism’s a curse –
The shootings, the bombings and worse.
We run and we hide;
Look on the bright side –
Food choices are now so diverse!

Another Man’s Meat

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poetry, poem, limerick, Islamization, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Halal slaughter, Australian poet, Halal food, Diverse quisine

I know that they slash and they stab;
That I may end up on a slab.
That’s a risk I will take
For I love Halal steak,
And I can’t do without my kebab.

The Alien came down to Georgia

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Alien in car in Georgia, Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

The alien is behind bars;
He said that he came from the stars.
“Which planet?” We asked;
He soon was unmasked;
He’ll be extradited to Mars.

Alien in car

15 Hedgehogs

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Australian poet, Dan DeSousa, Hedgehogs in trash can, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

15 hedgehogs were found in a can.
15 hedgehogs were found by a man.
9 are living, he said,
But 6 hedgehogs are dead.
15 hedgehogs – according to Dan.

15 Hedgehogs

At the Museum

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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Conceptual Art, Fountain, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Marcel Duchamp, Marcel Duchamp's Fountain, poem, poetry, R Mutt

I dodged the urinal – gave it a miss;
I heard R. Mutt was there – taking the piss.

Fountain

Gender Pronouncement

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Australian poet, Canadian gender pronoun law, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Canada’s building new jails
For all the recalcitrant males
Who call trannies “guys”
Or “men in disguise.”
In Canada madness prevails.

Gender Pronoun Laws

The Big Red Russian

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Australian poet, Deregulation under Donald Trump, Donald Trump, poem, poetry, Russian hacking claims

There was a Russian – he was red of hair,
And all the little children he did scare.
He said he’d slash all regulation
And that he’d divide the nation
From the neighbours – build a border wall.

The Russian said he’d make the nation great.
The children said that sounded much like hate.
He said he’d get the country moving,
Create jobs and start improving
All the people’s lives from short to tall.

The children feared the Russian and his schemes.
They saw as nightmares all his lofty dreams.
They didn’t like the way he tweeted,
Said that he must be defeated –
“Fire the big red Russian!” was the call.

The Russian said he didn’t understand.
He thought himself the saviour of the land.
Still the children, they would hound him,
Till investigation found him
Not to be a Russian after all.

Ash

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Australian bush poetry, Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Hervey bay, Moreton Bay Ash, poem, poetry

I spied a grand old ash,
Close by the shore, where crash
The waves on shining sand.
I asked it: “Here you stand,
And have for many years.
What laughter and what tears
Can you recall, old tree?
Your secrets tell to me.”

Sprang up a brisk sea-breeze
To rustle its grey leaves;
Its branches swayed and groaned,
And then to me it moaned:
“So long ago I saw
Upon this shining shore,
The campfires in the night,
And by their flickering light,
The dance of painted men;
I was a sapling then;
Now fully grown am I;
My trunk is thick, and high
And mighty do I stand,
But on the shining sand
I see no signs of men –
The ones I knew back then.
Their fires have long gone cold –
To ash – and I am old.”

Then quiet – the sea-breeze died,
And soft the giant sighed;
The waves crashed on the shore;
The old ash said no more.

Common Origin

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Australian poet, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, origin of Homo Sapiens, poem, poetry, racism

You’re special because of your race?
I doubt that you have a strong case.
Go back far enough –
We’re made from the same stuff,
And we came from the very same place.

The New Normal

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poetry, poem, limerick, Islamization, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Australian poet

Soldiers patrolling the street.
Be wary of strangers you meet.
All going to plan
Say the of lords of Islam –
The takeover’s almost complete.