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 Bob Curé's Poem
Veteran broadcaster and radio personality Bob Curé presents witty, insightful, honest poems each weekday on ultra106five at 5:50am and 2:20pm.
Death Adder 12.3.2010 There’s a bloke who lives in Queensland…who is lucky to be alive Bitten by a death adder… which very few survive He was digging up a tennis court when something touched a nerve It knocked him sprawling off his feet… with the force of a strong serve It was the deadly toxin… spurting from the adder fang That put his life in jeopardy… in the balance it did hang. So keep away from tennis courts… that’s where the adders hide Many who ignore that word… unnecessarily have died. He picked a ball up off the court… and shied it at the sky And then he shied the ball again…once bitten then twice shy. He felt an impulse then to throw… anywhere he chose Amy ball he happened on… these could have been death throws! And then he shied the ball again Once bitten … then twice shy.
Kekovitch 11.3.2010 Sam Kekovich will have a say In this year’s state election It doesn’t mean Sam wants a seat Or candidate selection. He’s a walking advert for the meat Is the old footballer Sam And judging by the size of him He’s living on the fat of the LAMB As the LAMB goes to the slaughter He’s taking up the fight Of course he backs the Liberals For you know that Sam is right! He should go well in politics People love the aging hams
To state the bleating obvious It’s the Science of the Lambs. Aircraft Accidents 10.3.2010 Air travel is getting safer… Aircraft accidents falling They’re going through the roof Let us just rephrase that They’re safer… here’s the proof. The planes are having accidents Less than one in every million Much safer than a motor bike Especially riding on the pillion. A quarter of the accidents Don’t happen in the air… But planes run off the runway And even they are rare. Some are hitting flocks of birds Still more are pilot error Not to be under-rated For it leads to cabin terror. You’d have to be unlucky When you’re travelling the fly way Where your chances are much better Than driving on the midlands high way Chickenfeed 9.3.2010 Chickenfeed will allow charity to use their warehouse for storage. Chickenfeed is closing down Operations in this state Yes, Chickenfeed has flown the coop Someone didn’t shut the gate. It wasn’t that we threw them out That would have caused a howl If we had tried to kill them off Murder would have been most foul! It started many years ago When they stepped out on their best leg It grew out of one good idea And a pretty hefty nest egg Ms Cameron has been generous She heads the pecking order And she deserves the grateful thanks That Tasmanians can accord her For the warehouse goes to charity When Chickenfeed goes abroad They have its use for ten years hence Which they never could afford. So all the best to Chickenfeed We will hear them in our sleep Singing” Chicken feed, don’t cha love ‘em” With the chickens going cheap!. Grandparents and Fat Kids 8.3.2010 Let’s blame poor old grandma And maybe even Pop For fattening up the grandkids With pocket money for the shop. To win the kids’ affection Should be easy peasy If we feed them bits of chocolate And something nice and greasy. If you are guilty of this Gran Or Grandpa… you must cease You don’t want those lovely grand kids To be unhealthily obese. But all this begs the question Who has made them baby sitters Grandmas should be gardening And baby bootee knitters The old man should be playing golf Or in the walking club Not buying friendship with some sweets Or putting down the bub. The fat lady is singing As she croons the babe to sleep Beware as you exploit her Just what harvest you may reap. For there is a natural order. To ignore I fear ‘twill cost. If parents don’t take care of kids Generations could be lost.
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