Muddy River Gwyder

[Peter R]

You all thought that I had gone, didn't you, bad luck.

Has anyone got the words to the poem that starts 'Twas on the muddy river Gwyder there lived a redback spider - It was in a rusty jam tin that this redbacked spider camped in...or something to that effect.

Peter R.

[beejay1]

Dear Peter,

If you'd taken the time to catch up , youd have seen the new rules on poetic insertions into this forum.
Iambic pentameter :eek: :eek: is the order of the day so please re-insert in the correct manner.dadum dadum dadum dadum
beejay1

[Tikki]

Hi Peter

The words are here http://www.rochedalss.eq.edu.au/spider/spider5.htm
Regards
Tikki

[vsquizz]

By the sluggish river Gwyder lived a wicked red-back spider
And he was just as vicious as could be
And the place that he was camped in, was a rusty Jones's jam tin,
In the paddock by the showgrounds at Moree.

Near him lay a shearer snoozing, he'd been on the beer and boozing,
All the night before and all the day,
And the kooking of the kookers and the noisy showground spruikers,
Failed to raise him from the trance in which he lay.

When a crafty looking spieler with a dainty looking sheila,
Came along collecting wood to make a fire,
Said the spieler, "There's a boozer, and he's going to be a loser,
If he isn't, you can christen me liar.

Wriggle round a keep nit honey, while I pan the mug for money,
And we'll have some little luxuries for tea."
But she answered, "Don't be silly, you go back and boil the billy,
You can safely leave the mug to little me."

She circled ever nearer, till she reached the dopey shearer,
With his pockets bulging, fast asleep and snug,
But she didn't see the spider that was lurking there beside her,
For her mind was on the money and the mug.

Now the spider wanted dinner, he was daily growing thinner,
He'd been fasting, was as hollow as an urn,
She eyed the bulging pocket, he just darted like a rocket,
And bit the sheila on the stern.

Like a flash she raced off squealing, and her clothes began unpeeling,
While to hear her yell would make you feel folorn,
On the bite one hand was pressing, while the other was undressing,
And she reached the camp the same as she was born.

The shearer pale and haggard woke, and back to town he staggered,
He caught the train and gave the booze a rest,
But he'll never know a spider that was camping at the Gwyder,
Had saved him sixty-seven of the best.

Sung by Mulga Bill's Bicycle Band at some stage. That'll be two pancakes please Peter.

(Australian historical & Lyrical Genius??? NO Google is your friend )

Cheers

[AlexS]

It's called "The Spider from the Gwydir"

[Peter R]

Dear Peter,

If you'd taken the time to catch up , youd have seen the new rules on poetic insertions into this forum.
Iambic pentameter :eek: :eek: is the order of the day so please re-insert in the correct manner.dadum dadum dadum dadum
beejay1

Dear Beejay...do a Pauline Hanson for me, there's a good chap/chapess

I have never had to reinsert before. I have often been told to get my finger out, is that something to do with it?

And thanks to the others for breaking Beejay's rules.

Peter R

[ozwinner]

You all thought that I had gone, didn't you, bad luck.

Has anyone got the words to the poem that starts 'Twas on the muddy river Gwyder there lived a redback spider - It was in a rusty jam tin that this redbacked spider camped in...or something to that effect.

Peter R.

Twas on the midnight clear
That a pancake I did hear
Slowly cooking in a pan
Soon to be eaten by a man
Jam from a rusty tin
Dont worry just cram it in
Crunch, crunch, too late
One Redback spider ate.

Thank you, I love yous all.

Al

[craigb]

I thought that Muddy River Gwyder was a Mississippi Blues tribute act :confused:

[Peter R]

Twas on the midnight clear
That a pancake I did hear
Slowly cooking in a pan
Soon to be eaten by a man
Jam from a rusty tin
Dont worry just cram it in
Crunch, crunch, too late
One Redback spider ate.

Thank you, I love yous all.

Al

Don't give up your day job Al Bt it is betre tna a nsty!! Saw that somewhere. Don't it make a great excuse for laziness.

Peter R

[vsquizz]

I've only driven the Gwydir Hwy but I didn't know yous guys had redbacks over there. We have two types in the West, the eight legged dunny seat variety and the other type comes in a can or stubby, enough of which will cause you to visit the dunny seat anyway . Hmmm I can feel an Iambic Quadrameter coming on...


Cheers