(in memory of my friend)
hey kungka
you want husband yet?

the old man sings out
from his bough shelter
boomerang factory

don’t be silly Tarzan
she cat calls back as
she runs for the car
fearing his ability

hey kungka
you want wife?

the old man laughs as
she gives him the finger

might be me she wants
the old man sings
clapping boomerangs
in his bough shelter

Poets's Note: kungka: woman