Uncle Bill's Paddock
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Uncle Bill's paddock's a home for the weeds
It's ruled by the rabbits, they party at dusk
I suppose they're all pests but that don't bother me
Like rats in the junkyard, down where they belong
The land was eroded before they got there
Amongst the old tyres and the sheep skeletons
Old Uncle Bill's gumboots live on the back porch
They squelch through the mud and the puddles and dung
Three sizes too big but that don't bother me
The old rusted Holden's a flower bed now
With ten gallon drums of outboard insect spray
The flowers are purple yet some call them weeds
They look kinda jolly to Marley and me
To Marley and me
To Marley and me
To Marley and me