Today ah ‘elped in le search for a Cheeky little Boy.

Uzzerr Muzzerr, putz ‘er hand under mah chin and asks
“Where is my cheeky little boy then”

Ah don’t know any cheeky little boys, apart from Gollamb that iz,
but ‘e iz a sheeps, not a boy.
‘Ah don’t know’ ah zay, ‘where eez your cheeky little boy?
Are you looking for one?’
Muzzerr nudges me on le bottom.

‘Zephyr,’ she zay, ‘YOU are a cheeky little boy aren’t you’.

‘Muzzerr,’ ah reply logically, ‘if ah waz le cheeky little boy Uzzerr Muzzerr eez looking for,
she would not still be searching for ‘im would she.’

‘Clearly we are now on le ‘unt for le missing cheeky little boy’, ah zay.

‘Do not worry’ ah tell Uzzerr Muzzerr, we will find le cheeky little boy
and bring ‘im to you.
Muzzerr iz already looking for ‘im.

Muzzerr and ah start le search.

Zen ah go off and ‘unt for ‘im by mahself. Eet iz easier to work without
Muzzerr ‘anging around demanding to know everyzing zat eez going on.

Ah find le Uncle and ask ‘im if ‘e ‘as seen any cheeky little boys lately.
Ah should know better zan to ask an Australian Stock ‘orze if ‘e know anyzing.
‘Oi s’pose we could fossick around a bit and pull out a
larrikin or two from the scrub’ ‘e zay.

Even Muzzerr ‘as no idea what ‘e just said.

Le Uncle trotted off to see if ‘e could find anyzing at all cheeky.

And ah waz left wondering ‘ow mah tongue fits in mah ‘ead.
Ah zink eet rolls up like a big roll of tape and eez all
stored in le space between mah eyes.

Ah practice rolling eet in and rolling eet out.