Mountain Man

Andrew

Andrew is a complex bloke,
To reach him is a task.
We know in times of trouble,
For help, he's the one to ask.

He likes to shoot, he likes to sail,
He likes the odd drink too,
Above all these, there's one thing alone,
He loves to get a screw.

Andrew has some look-alikes,
But this he will deny,
Sly Stallone is one of them,
The other? That Jimmy Nail, guy.

The local police know Andrew well,
We call it victimisation,
Sometimes it pays to just 'SHUT UP!'
To avoid incrimination.

'Drew,he likes computer games,
He plays them all the time,
He really likes the dangerous ones,
Where he puts his life on the line.

He has a mate called Barry,
Who tinkers 'round with trucks,
Andrew used his trailer once,
To get a private F*@#!

Our lad likes to fool around,
With his four wheel drive,
He takes it 'round to Barry's place,
Then drinks from nine 'til five.

Andrew is a great bloke,
You won't find any better,
You won't find any more like him,
'Cause he uses a French Letter!

He has two mates named Lindsay,
A female and a male,
One he enjoys drinks with,
The other - 'Chase the Tail'!

Andrew often heads for Dargo,
On his weekend leave,
He sometimes stays with old Jeff Trail,
Where in private 'Drew can heave!'

Andrew goes past Dargo,
When he wants to camp,
He pitches tent and makes his fire,
Then sets up his gas lamp.

There're stars above, his fires red hot,
The smoke gets in his eyes,
It's time to turn in for the night,
With natures lullabies.

©The Markar - 1994

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