Aussie RulesA Poem by ArezzoStrength of serve, or length of pools? Don’t even argue -- you won’t win. Eight balls an over? Just give in. No point fighting Aussie Rules.
Accommodating? Yeah, like mules. Amenable to consultation? Better save your respiration. Aussies play by Aussie Rules.
What of cute romantic duels? If you want to talk to Sheilas, got to get down on your kneelers. One thing works -- that’s Aussie Rules.
You want to argue? Hide your
tools. What’s give-and-take? What’s
by-your-leave? She’ll have a hammer up her sleeve. Blood’s often drawn in Aussie Rules.
This bird won’t suffer whinging fools. No Metternich, no Franz Von Papen, it’s HER way, or it doesn’t happen. Three syllables, mate -- Aussie Rules.
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