Phineas McGonagall was very strange indeed,
For the manner of his feeding and for where he kept his feed.
Upon his head, he wore a wig of lamington and cheese.
His beard was full of ‘little boys’ that dangled to his knees.
Among his friends I must say there were many most disgusted:
And so would you be if you knew just where he kept his custard.
To critics Phiny simply smiled and said, ‘Now look here sonny!’
Stamped a dusty boot from which erupted blue gum honey.
‘With a narnie in me pocket and some damper in me daks,
I’m never short of tucker as I tred life’s sandy tracks.
From Alice Springs to Zanthus I have never ‘ad the munchies.
-Thanks mostly to me grundies where I keep a stash of crunchies!-
And I betcha when I cark it and am carried out feet first,
The tinnies in me pocket slake the undertaker’s thirst!’
- Alys is a regular contributor to The School Magazine and has just won the 2017 Award for Poetry at the Henry Lawson Festival of Arts.