The popular Bodalla Poets’ Breakfast is on Sunday, November 27 at 9am at the Bodalla Memorial Hall, and as usual talented local poets will be presenting their work. Several of the poets are already known to the audience, and there are some first time poets as well. A Gold coin donation to cover hall hire. Most write with humour so it is a fun with old favourites being re-read. In all 12 poets have registered so far. Breaking: John Cowan is returning from France to MC the event
Ode to Christmas
In a small dusty village
During the Festival of "Ho"
A small boy was born
To some folks on the go
They'd arrived in the town
Early that day
And had soon worked out
There was nowhere to stay
Their Kombi was brimming
with their wordly possessions
Chickens and dogs
It was quite a procession
So they set up a camp
and the mum had the child
the labour was easy
So everyone smiled
And that afternoon
They all had a sleep
Under a tree
away from the heat
Then came the night
The Festivities started
the town folks gathered
All cleaned up and tarted
The new parents took cover
From the noise of the crowd
Inside their Kombi
where it wasn't too loud
Oh, what a party
This Festival of "Ho"
Everyone got shitfaced
On grog, herb or snow
Three wise men
came "Ho Ho"ing by
In the darkness of night
with one star in the sky
And their giggling and stumbling
woke the child, made it cry
The wise guys bolted
everyone had the shits,
and to stop the child crying
They came back bearing gifts
The first offered herb
which was already rolled
the next offered candy
In a nice little bowl
The third gave some Cabernet
with a selection of cheeses
To the now smiling child
The baby called ......Noel Lei
