K.C ,THE MAN FROM SNOWY RIVER

HAVE YOU EVER GIVEN A JOB TO A BLOKE THAT SAID HE COULD DO THIS AND THAT,JUST TO FIND OUT AFTER THE INTERVIEW,AND YOU'VE GIVEN HIM THE JOB-THAT IT WAS ALL BULLSHIT? THIS IS THAT STORY ON AN AUSTRALIAN STATION."THE MAN FROM SNOWY RIVER" WAS AN ORIGINAL BUSH POEM WRITTEN BY BANJO PATTERSON IN 1890-(THE SAME MAN THAT WROTE "WALTZING MATILDA") I MEAN HIM NO DISRESPECT WITH MY VERSE.

HE,WAS THE MAN FROM SNOWY RIVER.
AT LEAST,THATS WHAT HE THOUGHT.
THE MASTER OF THE EQUINE BEAST,
A KNOW ALL-----SELF TAUGHT.
HE HAD CHARGE OF THE STATION NAGS,
'CAUSE,THE COCKY,HE WAS "FULL"
TOO DRUNK AT K.C'S INTERVIEW
TO RECOGNISE THE "BULL".
FIRST MORNING IT WAS OBVIOUS
AT MUSTER HE WAS THERE,
THE FIRST HE HAD TO SADDLE UP
WAS THE STUBBORN OLD GREY MARE.
"DOGS MEAT" WHAT THEY CALLED HER
FOR SHE WAS AN EVIL BITCH
YOU COULDN'T EVEN TALK TO HER
WITHOUT A STOCK WHIP AND A TWITCH.
K.C WALKED TOWARDS HER
IN HAT AND DUNGAREES,
"HEY BOW LEG,WHERE'S YOUR SIX GUN ?"
THE SHEARERS SHOUT THERE TEASE.
UNAMUSED AND UNRUFFLED
HE SAUNTERED TO HIS FOE,
THEN JUST BETWEEN THREE PACES
THE OLD GREY MARE LET GO.
IN THE AIR SHE WENT,
AND ALL FOUR LEGS AT THAT,
MIDST THE DUST ,THE TURMOIL
OFF FLEW K.C'S HAT,
HE DROPPED THE PAD AND BRIDLE
AND TOOK OFF LIKE A NARK.
BUT THE OLD GREY MARE THOUGHT "THIS IS FUN"
AND CHASED HIM ROUND THE PARK.
THE LAUGHTER WAS TREMENDOUS
AS THE SHEARING GANG LOOKED ON,
BUT THINGS QUICKLY QUIETENED DOWN
WHEN THE COCKY CAME ALONG.
"WHATS GOIN ON ?" HE SCREAMED
"WHY'S NOT THE SHEARING STARTED?
WHY AREN'T THOSE HORSES SADDLED UP?
AND WHY NOT THE EWES ALL YARDED?"
THEN HE LOOKED OUT IN THE PADDOCK,
FIRST HE SAW THE MARE,
AND,THROUGH ALL THE DUST AND STUFF,
SAW K.C,STANDING THERE.
"OLD GIRL" HAD GOT HIM CORNERED,
HE WOULDN'T MOVE,NO WAY.
AND IF IT WASN'T FOR THE COCKY,
HE'D BE THERE TO THIS DAY.
NO LONGER IN THE STOCKMANS HAT,
NO MORE IN DUNGAREES,
ITS SEEMS WHILE "OLD GREY" WAS CHASING HIM
THEY'D FALLEN TO HIS KNEES.
"YOU SAID YOU WERE A HORSEMAN"
THE COCKY OUT HE CRIED.
"PICK UP YOUR SWAG,AND MOVE ON OUT"
FOR THE COCKY KNEW HE'D LIED.
"GET YOUR STUFF,GET OUT OF HERE,
FOR YOU THERE'LL BE NO PAY"
THE OLD GREY MARE,KICKED HIS REAR
AND HELPED HIM ON HIS WAY.
THE MASTER OF THE EQUINE BEAST,
A KNOW ALL ,SELF TAUGHT.
THE MAN FROM SNOWY RIVER,
AT LEAST,THATS WHAT HE THOUGHT.