Henry P Snicklesnorter has composed a poem

about one of my memorable exploits. The man is a true genius! Here it is:

Galvo and the Emu
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> Galvo, in his younger days, was wont to roam outback,
> He’d stay out there for days on end, escaping from the pack,
> His food he caught while travelling and he lived well off the land,
> Along with jonnie cakes and damper, to which he’d turn his hand.
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> One day when he had made his camp and made himself a brew,
> He grabbed a young koala and threw him in the stew.
> Now koala makes a fine repast, of that there is no doubt,
> But the fur gets stuck between your teeth and takes some getting out.
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> He sat upon a blackened stump, while picking with a stick,
> Then spied an emu running past, thought this’ll do the trick,
> He yelled “hey mate, look over there” and while the emu stood quite still,
> Galvo crept up close behind and leaped, and they set to with a will.
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> They fought with fist and feet and beak, dust and feathers flying round,
> Till the emu, quite exhausted, lay quite still upon the ground,
> Then galvo used a toenail, to make his teeth quite clean,
> But in his haste, he clean forgot, that emu’s are quite mean.
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> While Galvo cleaned his teeth, the emu slowly got his wind,
> And spied something there in Galvo’s head, upon which sight he grinned.
> For he’d sighted Galvo’s tooth of gold, it was his only one
> And the Emu thought “I'll have that tooth, before this day is done.
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> Making sure not to be noticed, he drew a leg right back,
> He then unleashed a mighty kick , which landed with a whack.
> The tooth of gold went flying and landed on the ground
> Upon which sight the emu, pecked it up and ate it down.
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> Galvo gave a mighty roar and shook with rage, he did
> “That emu’s got me flaming tooth and it cost me forty quid.”
> The emu took off like a flash and left poor Galvo there,
> Without his precious golden tooth, in rage and sheer despair.
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> Galvo soon began to give pursuit, he tracked the bird for days,
> Until he finally spotted him, at a distance in the haze
> The emu never noticed, picking grubs from off the ground,
> While Galvo once again crept up behind and promptly brought him down.
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> He grabbed the emu by the neck and whispered in its ear,
> Upon that emu’s face there grew, an awful look of fear,
> For he’d said that tooth would weigh him down, and when he got in strife,
> At home for drinking with his mates, he could not outrun his wife.
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> He promptly spat the tooth out and lurching to his feet.
> He bid adieu to Galvo and made a fast retreat.
> He ran a mile and then another, within minutes it was ten
> And according to the locals, he was never seen again.
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> This is no made up yarn my friends, concocted just for sport,
> For Galvo told me this himself and he’s not the lying sort.
> And in outback pubs throughout the land, the story is retold,
> How Galvo fought the emu and got back his tooth of gold.
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