I Hope Your Chooks Turn Into Emus (Lyrics/Famed Aussie Poem.) Poem by Satan's Sibling

In the bar there were two blokes arguin',
And I reckoned any minute now fists their would start to swing.
The tall one wagged his finger and said a vulgar word,
And shorty, he had hit it, and this masterpiece I heard.

'I hope your chooks turn into emus,
And peck your dunny down.
Peck your dunny down.
Really go to town.
I hope your chooks turn into emus.
Yes, I do, I really do.
And when they've pecked your dunny down,
I hope they peck on you.'

The bartender came over and said, 'Hey, shorty, what's all this fuss about?
You're getting to obstropolis, I'll just have to put yous out.'
The tall bloke's eyes were brimmin'
And his face was fiery red.
'He reckons he's me cobber! Did you hear what he just said! ? '

'I hope your chooks turn into emus,
And peck your dunny down.
Peck your dunny down.
Really go to town.
I hope your chooks turn into emus.
Yes, I do, I really do.
And when they've pecked your dunny down,
I hope they peck on you.'

I finished off me schooner and walked right out the door.
I'd watched a strong man cry and couldn't stand it anymore.
But still the memory lingers through the hubub and the beers.
Those famous words of shorty's that re-echoed in my ears.

'I hope your chooks turn into emus,
And peck your dunny down.
Peck your dunny down.
Really go to town.
I hope your chooks turn into emus.
Yes, I do, I really do.
And when they've pecked your dunny down,
I hope they peck on,
Hope they peck on,
Hope they peck on you.'