The Poetry of Brian Langley, "The City Poet"
Driving in the Outback
The wife and I were driving, the back
tracks out from Cue;
We stopped to look at wildflowers, the way that tourists do.
There’s not much else that grows out there, it very seldom rains
A little grass, few trees or shrubs, just endless red dirt plains.
We hadn’t seen a car all day, nor one
the day before;
There’s not too many drive out there, a fact you can’t ignore.
Well anyway, while we were stopped; the wife, she got the urge
To answer nature’s calling card, so right there on the verge
She squats in preparation of, the thing
she 'ád to do;
‘Er knickers down around ‘er knees - an interesting view.
But then, from out of nowhere, comes, a car that’s travellin’ fast;
Well, wifey pulls up knickers quick and waves as they go past -
But there's more to the story - there's 4 More Verses
Read the entire poem in "Driving in the Outback"
(C) Brian Langley March 8, 2009
