Corn’s done. Peck Peck. Time for bed. More room tonight Dom, Dom. Did you hear, Dom Dom? did you hear about Gladys? Gladys? Eating eggs, yes eating eggs they say. Silly old Gladys. Silly girl. Eating eggs. She knows the rules. Greedy Gladys, Egg peckery, Dom Dom. Up before the Ipeck. It won’t happen again, Gladys Peck peck. More room on the perches for us girls. And you, Dom dom dom. And Giovanni. Silly Giovanni. Chasing ducks, he was. Too much sun for Giovanni, it was they say. Baked in the coop, Giovanni. Making duckens isn’t his job, Dom dom. Silly Giovanni. Up before the Ipeck It won’t happen again, Giovanni peck peck. More room on the perches for us girls. And you, Dom dom dom.
Written for Miz Quickly’s Oct 7 Prompt (include the phrase “It won’t happen again …”)
A bit of background. This is a bit of a spoof on recent happenings in NSW politics. Both the Premier and the Deputy Premier recently resigned due to being under investigation by ICAC (Independent Commission Against Corruption). The newly appointed Premier is a chap named Dominic.
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Quite good 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Brilliant. Charles Duckens himself would have loved this! 🤣
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😀 Many thanks, Hobbo
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I loved the poem. It made me chuckle.
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Thank you. 🙂
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lol… I love this.
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Thanks, Kate. 🙂 So glad you do. JUst a bit of fun. 😀
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it’s so chickeny! It sounds just like a bunch of chooks. and so apt for the politics at the moment.
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Yes. A Sydney friend said she rather liked picturing Gladys as a chook. 🙂
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Oh, you are such a clever one!
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Clever.
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Thank you!
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