The sun was hot already - it was only 8 o'clock The cocky took off in his Ute, to go and check his stock. He drove around the paddocks checking wethers, ewes and lambs, The float valves in the water troughs, the windmills on the dams.
He stopped and turned a windmill on to fill a water tank And saw a ewe down in the dam, a few yards from the bank. 'Typical bloody sheep,' he thought, 'they've got no common sense, 'They won't go through a gateway but they'll jump a bloody fence.'
The ewe was stuck down in the mud, he knew without a doubt She'd stay there 'til she carked it if he didn't get her out. But when he reached the water's edge, the startled ewe broke free And in her haste to get away, began a swimming spree.
He reckoned once her fleece was wet, the weight would drag her down If he didn't rescue her, the stupid sod would drown. Her style was unimpressive, her survival chances slim He saw no other option, he would have to take a swim.
He peeled his shirt and singlet off, his trousers, boots and socks And as he couldn't stand wet clothes, he also shed his jocks. He jumped into the water and away that cocky swam He caught up with her, somewhere near the middle of the dam
The ewe was quite evasive, she kept giving him the slip He tried to grab her sodden fleece but couldn't get a grip. At last he got her to the bank and stopped to catch his breath She showed him little gratitude for saving her from death.
She took off like a Bondi tram around the other side He swore next time he caught that ewe he'd hang her bloody hide. Then round and round the dam they ran, although he felt quite puffed He still thought he could run her down, she must be nearly stuffed.
The local stock rep came along, to pay a call that day. He knew this bloke was on his own, his wife had gone away He didn't really think he'd get fresh scones for morning tea But nor was he prepared for what he was about to see.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief at what came into view For running down the catchment came this frantic-looking ewe. And on her heels in hot pursuit and wearing not a stitch The farmer yelling wildly 'Come back here, you lousy bitch!'
The stock rep didn't hang around, he took off in his car The cocky's reputation has been damaged near and far So bear in mind the Work Safe rule when next you check your flocks Spot the hazard, assess the risk, and always wear your jocks!
ABOUT ME
Aah -- Welcome! It's about time that you mob came in to see me.
I have had numerous visits from total strangers,
(who are of course welcomed and encouraged) but none from my
earthly friends of so many years. Anyway, now that you have
turned up, some of our other friends may follow. Apart from
making you welcome, I wanted to show you around a bit so that
you will feel comfortable, and maybe even come to join us here.
I haven't been here long, (seems just like the other day)
but given a bit of time, I hope to tidy the joint up a bit.
It could take a while though because I am still finding my way
around here and getting ideas on how put some extensions on
the place to make you more comfy. I've got to build a couple
of rooms for you mob to sit in and have a chat, and even somewhere
for you to camp awhile if you wish. All my guests are welcome
to stay as long as they like, so bugger off home and tell all our
mates where I am. I expect to see all of them here soon.
The Place Where We Live.
WHAT I LIKE
I LIKE EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THE AUSTRALIAN LANDSCAPE. THE WILDFOWERS OF WESTERN AUSTRALIA ARE SPECTACULAR AND I HAVE SOME FOR YOU HERE. I HAVE TWO MORE ALBUMS UPSTAIRS IN THE SPARE ROOM IF YOU ARE INTERESTED: Take the elevator by pressing the'VIEW ALL IMAGES' beneath. (I HOPE IT IS STILL WORKING! If not you will just have to walk.)
WHAT I DON'T LIKE
TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THE FEMALE MIND.
HOBBIES
PLEASE NOTE! NO TAPPING THE GLASS FRONT. IT DISTURBS MY PETS AND I'M ALWAYS WASHING YOUR DIRTY BLOODY HAND SMEARS OFF. IN CASE OF FIRE - BREAK GLASS - STAND BACK - THEN RUN!
Hi and thanks for visiting my page. I am honored and happy to add you as my friend. Can't wait to know more about you. I LOVE the chickens on your page. My husband and I have chickens and they are such fun. MESSY, but fun. Enjoy your day/night; I get mighty confused about the time differences between us. Poor Rhonda has tried but.....I'm apparently a slow learner. HAHA Smiles and hugs to you, Darci
Red Devil 
Breakdown Service.
