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The Ballad of Deekles
This gorgeous little newborn babe this pretty little cupid Looked at her mother with knowing eyes that said, 'So I'm stuck with Stupid!' She showed in her earliest years of life a fiery independence. She painted the house with sticky malt and showed no real repentance. At eighteen months she told her aunt, this bossy little daughter, 'Now look here. Don't oo rouse at me. Oo get in the big water!' And would you believe in looking now at that lovely curly mop, that till our girl was two years old she had one curl on top? And tho' her mother dressed her up in pretty clothes with joy, the dear old ladies always said 'What a lovely little boy!' On her first trip to the ocean fully dressed and looking snazzy, she fixed her eyes on the distant sky and set out to walk to Tassy. But back at the motel room with a quick dry and a strip she found the antihistamines and took another trip. An outgoing little 3-year-old - but things got rather sticky when she started taking men aside to ask if they had a *****! (Rhymes with sticky) She had another passion too. When Nana set out to bake, this dynamo would fly across the kitchen screaming, 'CAKE!' And the day we watched the shampoo ad - Me depressed and fat! Said she, 'O Mummy, when you die can I have a Mum like that?' But enough of early childhood, and those school-age years that flew, and all those school reports that said, 'She's rather talkative too!' And that terrible Year 7 when the snobbly little bitch would have happily left her family to join the filthy rich. And all the clothes we bought her that she hardly ever wore, and all those awful piano exams she had to practise for, and 12 months in a caravan and a brilliant VCE - but all that stuff's behind her now,, our precious Deekle-Dee. For now she is a woman - 'Oh fash!' she cries, 'Berserk!' and the stereo blares Doors and Tism as she goes about her work. She can be rather bossy, and she thinks the Volksey's grouse, and she's good at solving problems, and she's good at cleaning house, And we all agree she's special - 'cos that's why we're gathered here, so Happy Birthday Deekles as you start your nineteenth year. (c)Beryl O'Gorman 1989 Revised by Wordweavers 2000 |