We ‘ad a Refugee problem in le paddock.

Muzzerr and ah were eating our ‘ay and ah find a moose.

‘Look’ ah say to Muzzerr, ‘zere is mooses in le ‘ay’.

‘Mooses?’ say Muzzerr and she give le Uncle ‘er perturbed look.

‘yes’ ah reply, ‘and they ‘as run up your jacket’

‘But do not panic, ah will get zem out’.

So ah go on a moose ‘unt up Muzzerr’s jacket collar.

‘Come out leetle mooses’ ah zay.

“Crikey’ say Le Uncle, ‘wasn’t Mooses responsible for building a big boat
and populating it with a load of refugees?’

For once Le Uncle is sounding quite interesting but as usual,
ah ‘ave no idea what ‘e ees on about.
Ah put on mah Quite Interested’ look.

Muzzerr looks even more worried now.
‘What do you think he is doing up my jacket?’

‘Probably looking for somewhere to offload the refugees’
Say Le Uncle. ‘Tell him to Bugger Off’ ‘e adds thoughtfully.
Being Australian, ‘e ‘as an answer for everyzing.

‘Don’t worry,’ ah say, ‘ah ‘ave got a ‘andle on eet’.
And ‘ah ‘ave. Right ‘ere. A big red one.

“Well,’ says Muzzerr ‘Thank Goodness for my son’.

‘He is a very clever, brave and  hairy little boy’.

Ah am not a ‘airy little boy and no Mooses will get past me.