this will soon sort the men from the boys...the wheat from the chaff...the shearers from the roustabouts
I'm going to sing.....
Clique go the shears boys, clique , clique clique
wide are his blows and his hands move quick.
The ringer looks around, he is beaten by a blow
And he curses the old swaggie with the bare-bellied joe.
ahhh they don't write songs like they used to.
PS: I really think your avatar is quite rude ( snicker snicker) It was just topical here in Oz. When the long drought finally broke, it sounded as though the frogs had a bit of catching up to do.
PSS: Click, Clack, front and back, is a slogan from the compulsory wearing of seat belts ad campaign.
PSSS: song over... u can talk amongst yourselves now
that's what cliques do ....idunit?
PSSSS: those colouring books sound alluring