ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Just a quickie I found lurking in an old folder. Don't think I've posted it previously.

My TV isn’t working. The picture keeps on winking.
Should I call the doctor now or just keep right on drinking?
But no! I can’t. This bloody phone line’s up the freakin’ creek.
At this rate I’ll be isolated fair into next week.

The anger that I’m feeling’s got me climbing up the wall.
Abandonment! Neglect! The bitter anguish of it all.
You’d think that in this day and age there’d be no need of waiting
for someone to empower me – my God it’s so frustrating.

My PC’s also stuffed you see. So at my desk I sit.
With this thing called a tablet. Hey! It’s just a piece of s̶h̶ junk.
Now where’s the on switch? There it is. Right! Now we’re up to bat.
Just switch it on and … what! Aah shite. The bleeding battery’s flat.

You've certainly got yourself in a spot there, Wazza!

Have you ever heard of pen and paper??? (ha ha)

Cheers
Shelley