Just today in Blackall

Just today in Blackall, a western Queensland hub

Our erstwhile federal leader took his Ag Minister to the pub.

They sat there sipping whiskies, in the back bar, with the flies.

 And not a soul came near them to Littleproud’s surprise.

But then the front door opened and an old blue heeler dog

Slunk right up to their table and watched them drink their grog

And so it was for hours, the dog just sat and stared.

While Malcolm and poor David sat alone and all prepared.

Then the door swung open again and a ringer sauntered in

The polies sat up straight and both thought they’d had a win.

But the ringer just walked straight by them and lifted up the heelers tail.

Then headed back from whence he’d come, leaving the polies’ faces pale.

Although they thought this behaviour strange…  A local custom perhaps

They sat and sipped a gin and tonic and discussed a change to schnapps.

They were just about to order when a shearer swung open the door

He walked straight up to the heeler just like the  bloke before.

Now this piqued Malcolm’s curiosity and he said to Littleproud.

“The next bloke that comes in here, ask him what’s that all about”

And sure enough, in just a little while, in came a council worker.

So David cleared his throat and spoke, just to prove he was no shirker.

The bloke explained that in the front bar the was a story going ‘round,

And he had to see it for himself… Looked under the tail and frowned.

“Yeah some silly bugger out there must have bought his brain in Coles.”

“He reckoned, out the back here was a dog with two arseholes!”

© Graham McLoughlin 2018