Bora born
Poker night _
The besser block jail house had a function dead
centre of town as a monument to waste.
Two cells with a septic dunny and shower
it didn't half stand out between the football
field and the town open aired basketball courts.
The first inmate was a four metre croc
caught by gary phillips down in mosby creek.
The place was empty so in it went on a
forced diet until gary zillifish from the
zoo at hartley's creek flew in to save the day.
Those chippies were a cast of characters there
for the new injinu canteen, then the jail.
They camped at red island point next to the shower
block knocked up in quick fashion for the local
council, powered up with lights and a power point.
Tuesday night, poker night an invite affair
three guys and a girl, her uncle's leading hand.
Under palms on golden sand screened inside tents
black jack played out through drunken one on one or
whats, she always won the last prize of the night.
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© 22nd june 2021 _ Ian James Daniel
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Poker night _
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