“DAD’S BBQ” by Ron Marsh

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My father had a bullock

I don’t know where he found it

The council man came by one day

And said he must impound it


Now Dad said that it can’t be done

Because he’d asked a few

Of his friends and relatives  

To a barbecue


The bull heard this,and with a roar

He headed for the hills

He had no plans for barbecues

And salad for the frills


So dad and all the family

And some of his good friends

Had barbecue of vegetables

And other odds and ends


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