Legends from our own lunchtimes

Friday, December 10, 2010


"If we don't get three inches, man,
Or four to break this drought,
We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"Before the year is out."

In God's good time down came the rain;
And all the afternoon
On iron roof and window-pane
It drummed a homely tune.

And through the night it pattered still,
And lightsome, gladsome elves
On dripping spout and window-sill
Kept talking to themselves.

It pelted, pelted all day long,
A-singing at its work,
Till every heart took up the song
Way out to Back-o'-Bourke.

And every creek a banker ran,
And dams filled overtop;
"We'll all be rooned," said Hanrahan,
"If this rain doesn't stop."

John O'Brien

I think I'm tending to agree with Hanrahan.

1 comment

Joan Elizabeth said...

I think we're all remembering Hanrahan right now. Clearly these cyclic extremes have been going on for many a year. They say its going to last a few more months ... probably until you go back to France.

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