The Eye

MAGPIE TALES

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THE EYE

He knelt down on the carpet and looked up at my face;

He was a prime example of perfection, charm and grace.

His body lithe and deeply tanned, his hair so crisp and dark;

His teeth all white perfection, without one marring mark.

His voice was low and musical; it throbbed as he spoke my name;

His hands were strong and masculine, to suit his athletic frame.

But it was the eyes, those great blue eyes, that almost made me faint!

They were the eyes girls dream of; those of a passionate saint!

This was a man I could cling to! This was a man to adore!

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Then, suddenly, one eye fell out and rolled down on the floor!

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Sorry!

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BABY AND THE BUNYIP 

(One for the Children.) 

Baby met a Bunyip and said 'How do you do!

I never, never, never, saw a creature such as you!

You buzz just like a bumble bee; you're brown just like a bear;

You sit beneath a banyan tree and brush your bushy hair.

Your eyes are bright as buttons and you bark just like a bird!

Your nose is like a buttered bun! Now isn't that absurd!

You're made of lots of bits and bobs and none of them agree!

But let me tell you, Bunyip.... you look beautiful to me!

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(A Bunyip is the Australian equivalent of the Yeti.)

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