Killing time

I used to work in the yards with my dad in
a Panterra t-shirt and two-tone stubbies.

The truck drivers wouldn’t ever listen to me
when I told them how to reverse into the race.

We’ll just wait til he gets off the phone aye.

Fuck you, I’d say under my breath and put down
the rattle to go sip a lime Mizone in the ute.

When Corona virus hits I call my grandmother
and she says I’m sorry you have lost all your work. 

Perhaps you should go and help out on the farm
and learn how to kill sheep for a living instead.