When A Turdball meets a Dunny …

An opponent of the Carmichael Mine*
When a Turdball
meets a Dunny
It might feel moved to
dump our money
please, don’t laugh,
this is not funny
a Turdball lives
where it’s not sunny
it is a Turdball
not a Trump
it has its head inside
our rump

Now every one of us
must admit
when we consume
we have to shit
a Dunny’s vision
to build a latrine
the like of which
has never been seen
sending its runoff
through the Reef
must seem like heaven
to our chief
for would prioritise
the scatological
far above
the ecological
If you were a Turdball
it might seem,
compared to you that
coal is clean.

Now the pollies
of this nation
all avoid
financial constipation
(in fact a course of
political colonics
might vastly improve
our economics)
Flush away
what blocks the sense
in what we call
parliament
Then we might hope
for our national brain
to chooses a future
that is sane:

All that desert, all that sun
Wow! it doesn’t shine out of our bum!
We could turn the country solar
slow the melting of the polar
ice, the rising seas,
Climate change catastrophes
like bush fires, once prevented
are a whole lot less expensive!
Not just Turdball but even wee
might earn a place in history!

*An opponent of the Carmichael Mine is known to the Editor