Ben Hall was a bushranger
Australia's Robin Hood
He stole from those he thought had wealth
Like any thinking robber would.
Rumour used to have it
That this Australian Knave
Stashed his stolen treasure
High in a hillside cave.
A bunch of kids went camping
Close to where this thief was known
To have sheltered from the law
When his hiding place was blown.
There away up on the hillside
A cave could just be seen
It might hold gold and jew'ls
Like us kids had never seen.
Well, I got myself elected
To climb up and have a look
To search that cave completely
Every cranny, every nook.
The climb was not eventful
Just a little slip, minor pain
Fall down a bit, grab a hold
Then climb right up again.
When I got there, what a shock,
No gold or jewels just then
A vixen guarding little cubs
This was a wily fox's den.
Foxey snarled, and I let go
I was soon bouncing down
Ripped the backside from my shorts
And skin from parts thus shown.
I was delivered at the bottom
In a dusty messy heap
Torn shorts exposing private parts
From which blood began to seep.
I slowly rose onto my feet
And looked way up the hill
Of seeking long lost treasure
I know I've had my fill.
Children are adventurous and carefree most of the time
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Ouch...
A boyhood bravado and all ended up skinned and on show...I shall restrain any double entrendres re Ben Halls Treasures spoiling manhood's pleasures...oh my...what an experience you portray with the earnest endeavours and then being frightened by the fox...the poem stops the clocks...portraying this adventure for posterity
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No doubt there are many kids who have had similar experiences. I am fortunate in having a good memory and the inclination to write. I often think of Mark Twain and his stories of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. I wonder if I'll ever get enough written to make it worthwhile trying to publish. I am glad you liked my adventure in poetry. I appreciate your comments very much.
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A dynamic poem that really had me laughing. I had almost forgotten Ben Hall. Thanks for the memory. You certainly did rough it, like all little kids back in those days. Most these days never get to experience the thrills of these adventures you had when you were a youngin. It was a delightful read. I liked verse six a lot. It told me that you were not afraid to get up and keep at it, no matter the consequences (pain and such). What more can i say, but...well done and congrats.
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Ben Hall did operate in our general area, but there was no real mystery about any treasure. The bugger spent every cent he took from unsuspecting travellers. We actually did go through this little story. It's as near as dammit to what happened that day. I appreciate your comments and am pleased you enjoyed reading this little adventure.
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Ahhh the fun as children we have thinking we know where hidden treasure is! Never heard that Aussie rumour... but bet ya I would have gone hunting for the treasure too!
Great fun write here!
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Jackie, this is just one of the many adventures I had as a growing, wild, adventurous, indestructable kid. I put it on site to test the waters. I'm very pleasantly surprised at the comments it has generated. Thank you for your comments. I would like to check out your growing up stories, or would that be being a sticky nose? Cheers and best wishes, Bob.
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A great little poem, that took me back into the wonders of childhood, and the explorations of the world, always expecting to find treasure! And finding something, experience or wonder, forgetting it during the years of growing and living. It's so good to see childhood, and the innocent wonder, recaptured and retold. Ben Hall ,and the mystiique of the outlaw, did give you treasure, and you've shown it to us here.
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I am totally thrilled with the response to this poem. Its the first of a series,[I hope] about my misadventures as a much younger man.
[maybe 'child' would be better] I put it here to gauge reactions and am amazed. Thank you so much.
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Wow this was fun! I would print and read this to my nephew, I'm sure he will enjoy it
. I wish though you could add a line on some golden thoughts you may have about the experience, I'm sure it's more than filling your curiousity.
My take on this is that you actually didn't miss the "gold and jew'ls," the experience and the lessons you've had from it hold the treasure that no one can take away from you. Yet, it's a treasure that you can share--and you apparently know how best to share it through this magnifincent piece.
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Your comment has given me a great thrill. Thank you for that' I never dreamed that my exploits as a wild child would make interesting poetry. It seems that I was wrong. I can work on some of the others now. Thank you again.
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