The Stringy-Bark Cockatoo Comments

At night when work was over I'd nurse the youngest child, And when I'd say a joking word, the mother would laugh and smile. The old cocky, he grew jealous, and he thumped me black and blue, And he drove me off without a rap—the stringy-bark cockatoo. a very fine ppe, descriptive

At night when work was over I'd nurse the youngest child, And when I'd say a joking word, the mother would laugh and smile. The old cocky, he grew jealous, and he thumped me black and blue, And he drove me off without a rap—the stringy-bark cockatoo.