The Two from Cairns

The two from Cairns were filled with wanderlust
Out west was calling through the outback dust,
"Come on you guys, get on the nomad trail-
Crawl long straight roads and wander like a snail."

Salute with pride the termite mounds, and flies,
And clouds that come and go in rainless skies
Watch out for roos and count the endless gums,
A roadtrain looms, move over here it comes.

Through Isa, Camooweal, and Tennant Creek,
The two from Cairns had barely gone a week.
First town in WA was Kununurra,
With mango trees and blue winged Kookaburra.

Longlast the two caught up with Joyce and Rob
At hidden valley right near Kellys knob.
They drove to Turkey Creek, with mobile homes,
To see the vast Bungle Bungle forest domes.

A stay at old Halls Creek was nice but small,
they got to climb along the China Wall.
The gravel road a big pain in the neck,
Their caravans could look a nervous wreck.

What's that we see, a helicopter yonder?
mustering lots of cattle as they wander.
The pilot flew down low and gave a wave
We all thought, gee that fella's really brave.

Not far from Fitzroy Crossing, lots of smoke,
The bushfires near the road were not a joke.
A tiring wait, until the way was clear,
The trees and grass looked black and really queer.

A RODEO on, now that's a definite MUST,
To watch the bulls and riders hit the dust.
The mighty beasts bellowed, snarled and roared,
They charged around and dumped all those aboard.

Through gorges, caves, and sleeping in the car,
those two old snails had travelled slow but far,
Next stop was Derby, lined with boab trees,
And gold acacias fluttering in the breeze.

The two from Cairns have crossed the great divide,
From Cairns to Broome on Aussies other side.
Where camels, beaches, sunsets all in one,
Give loads of thrills, adventure, pics and fun.

Hence on from Broome, the focus will be Perth,
to see all towns, and sights for what they're worth,
And when times up along the nomad trail,
They'll jump on the familys CAT for long long sail.

Abbatior Adventures - the duo in Dubbo

In the middleaged years of their busy lives
they worked in a place with meat and knives
He on the slaughter floor, working on the chain
She the cold boning room, going like a train

You should of seen what each one wore
before they even got near the "floor"
headcover and earplugs, a long white uniform
and layers of clothes underneath to keep warm

through airlocked doors, to wash gumboots and hands
they'd grab and apron from off the stands
poke earplugs in ears to block out the din
then climb up the stairs their duties to begin

A check on the list, shows the chores till a break
Is it inserts or flaps, or boxes to make
Then someone yells somethin' - "mate I cant hear a word"
me earplugs are sealed and all hearings absurd!

On continuous belts lay all cuts of lamb
under watchful eyes of Christine, Harley and Cam
shoulders and legs, shanks, necks and racks
chops and loins wrapped ready for packs

The team was great, a hard working lot
they'd get stuck in, and give all they've got
but as time ticked away, farewells must be said
the two want to move on, and west they would head

So all you grey nomads do give it a go
with the "workabout club - Barry", Roger and Co
Its adventure and fun, to at least be a tryer
get in have a go, out at Fletcher's Abbatior

(the life and times of Nev and Lois Savill- 9 weeks in Dubbo, aka Eunice and Rambo Lamb. June - Aug 2005 )

poem for Sarah

Poem for Sarah ( using the letter s )
Sarah saw a slippery swordfish swimming in the sea.
She said "show me your silver, shiny, soft slithery scales. The swordfish squirmed , then squirted seawater at Sarah, then swiftly said "swim, swim, swim, Sarah, sharks are surrounding you " Sarah smiled and shouted "stupid swordfish, they arent sharks, they are silly squealy seals " So the swordfish showed Sarah its swordlike snout. Sarah shivered and swam into the surf and sea shore. She stepped out onto the sand and said "so long swordfish, see ya somtime soon. "

carmel the camel

Carmel the Camel (using letter c )

Carmel was a cute caramel coloured creature. She loved to chew carrots , corn, and crusty cookies. Carmel was not like other camels, she had a curly coat of fur, and a creamy cluster of curls on her crown. Carmel liked to chomp on cabbages and cauliflower, and chew her cud.

Carmel liked the company of her chum called "Crazy"who was a crow. Crazy would call out caw, caw, caw, but Carmel could'nt copy her. Camels can't chatter like crows, they can carry things on their coat of fur, but crows can't. Carmel holds her chin up when she clops along, and gives a cheesy, cheerful smile.

The dark shark tale

Here's a tale about a shark

His eyes are narrow and his mind is dark

He swims around without a sound

Fish to defeat, he wants to eat

He gulps, he rips, he grabs, he tears

Creatures around him have great fears

His manners are very very bad

He devours in a frenzy thats really mad

Be careful where you swim each day

Be watchful or you just might pay

A shark has one thing on its mind

It seeks to eat what it can find

The Mutterings of Ma

Hello! Welcome to the first ever blog post of Lois Savill aka Ma, Nanny, SuperNanny, Mum and 'that lady'.

Stay tuned for many awesome poems, interesting stories and cool pictures from the Amazing Lady herself!