Australian Bush Poetry, Verse & Music

Prospecting With Kev

A mate of ours was really keen
To prospect for some gold
Heaps of stuff out here in the bush,
Or at least that's what he'd been told

Well we took him out to a little spot
Where we'd found gold before
Provided instruction on use of the detector
Some geology and mining law

Steve headed off in a different direction
And left me to supervise our man
Kev working and scouring the area
Where appropriate, I'd give a hand

When Steve came back he asked of course
If Kev had had any success
I advised him no, but he was trying hard
And showing considerable prowess

Steve wandered over to help him a bit
And standing there with a beer
Gave Kev the important advice of the day
"Hey mate, try just over here"

A few short sweeps and the detector went wild
And Kev looked like a carnival clown
The way their heads go back and forth
And wait for the ping pong balls to go down

You should have seen his excitement
As he scratched to unearth the prize
While Steve and I tried to hold ourselves back
And the tears that came to our eyes

For there not far below the surface
Kev found the cause of the sound
A brand new shining five cent piece
Steve had buried in the ground

Kev's face turned from red to purple
And his language turned the air blue
With Steve and I rolling on the ground
At the performance that did ensue

You've never seen such a tantrum
As he stomped around the place
While we just continued laughing
With Kev still blue in the face

But mates are mates and fun is fun
So whenever things get tense
If you want to stir Big Kev up a bit
Just tell him to go find five cents!!!

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