I thought this was one of my dirtiest posts
Thought I should share this. Received the poem by email so don’t know the author. Older Australian viewers will remember will remember this now gone aspect of life although I suspect that it still exists in some remote areas. I hope that people from other countries will enjoy as they had the equivalent facilities.
A TRUE AUSTRALIAN POEM
They were funny looking buildings, that were once a way of life,
If you couldn’t sprint the distance, then you really were in strife.
They were nailed, they were wired, but were mostly falling down,
There was one in every yard, in every house, in every town.
They were given many names, some were even funny,
But to most of us, we knew them as the outhouse or the dunny.
I’ve seen some of them all gussied up, with painted doors and all,
But it really made no difference, they were…
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