Hi all,
Here is my Loon Pond post poem for today. I've decide to post my musings here as well as on Loon Pond as a kind of backup in case our esteemed DP quits her fabulous blog for whatever reason. This one satirises a favourite of DP's - the one and only Adam Creighton - who she has affectionately named "Killer" in reference to his rabid anti-vax stance and blind obedience to Trumpism.
The iconic poem My Country is the gift that keeps on giving as far as satirising the reptiles, and Killer Creighton is today’s target in light of his pathetic attempt at green-bashing. Apologies again to the amazing Isobel Marion Dorothea Mackellar OBE.
My Country?
The love of gum tree forests
Of endless outback plains
And ancient mountain ranges
Is running in your veins
Your love of heat-haze distance
Brown creeks and azure sky
I know but cannot share it
I’m not that kind of guy…
I love another country
Whose leader is insane
Where science is a subject
Regarded with disdain
Where temperatures aren’t rising
And neither is the sea
It’s Shangri-La forever
In La La Land for me!