eyed Capital of the world
person of the couch,
tinny opener, at that he is no slouch,
encyclopaedic memory of everything red and black,
only superseded by his champion all blacks.
personal terms with the best,
Tane, and the rest,
known to pay for a ticket
a high opinion of the canterbury wicket.
played them all, beaten most,
of the board, when the surf hits the coast.
mount Cook, didn't get puffed,
the rest of the party were all pretty stuffed.
"our beer" does our champion,
with the ladies, a great companion,
for two at the piecart,
beer' brings forth a bloody good fart,
welcome at most of the parties,
mind sharing his Smarties.
one-eyed cantabrian, friend of the umpire,
played one day cricket all over the empire,
the 'Boks' and the 'Lions', they were easy,
rings round the 'eyetie' David Campese.
played hockey, a sissy game,
around with a stick in your hand
get you a funny name.
the 'City to Surf', Christchurch marathon too,
had time to stop at the 'Swamp' for a jar or two.
Kaikoura races, and a feed of cray,
a couple of jugs makes a bloody good day.
we said at the start, our man is no slouch,
just has trouble getting his bum off the couch.
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