Anton the Aztec Goat

© Mulga 2013, Anton the Aztec Goat, Ink on Paper, 21 x 30 cm

An Ode to Anton the Aztec Goat

A goat called Anton rowed his boat

Every day around the castle in the moat

And in that boat he wore a coat

And its patterns were great, he was known to gloat

“In the Incas I obtained my patterned coat”

In his daily journal is what he wrote

The coat was payment made in full

For head-butting one rampaging bull

He butted the bull and it ran away

And he saved all the village folk on that day

But that was a long time in the past

And now he can’t even run that fast

His time is now spent as a goat in a boat

Paddling in a moat while wearing a coat

It might seem silly but it floats his boat

That Anton the Goat who’s known to gloat

The End

Lion Hat Leigh

© Mulga 2012, Lion Hat Leigh, Posca on Paper, 42 x 59 cm

An Ode to Lion Hat Leigh

Lion hat Leigh lives high in a tree

His Beard turned green, a sight to be seen

Because of his hat he's chief of the tribe

He's also very muscly, of this is do not lie

His hat was once a lion of the mountain kind

The taste of human flesh, it really did not mind

One night this lion it did pounce on Leigh

As he lay in his sleep he got bit on the knee

Then Leigh arose and battled this lion

Gave it a head butt and then it lay dying

He picked it up and put it on his head

Then lay back down to sleep in his bed

The end

See you next time

-Mulga

Mr Magic Aztec Sun Face

© Mulga 2012, Mr Magic Aztec Sun Face, Acrylic and Posca on Canvas,50 x 50 cm

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An Ode to Mr Magic Aztec Sun Face

Oh Mr Magic Sun Face

With a lovely mo and a grin so huge

Where is thy grace

When you ride the luge

You sit in the atmosphere

Collecting the asteroids and dust

From out of space

Your happiness is a must

2012 is your fateful year

Like a deer on the road

Something is shifting

Like a plague of cane toad

Boom boom go the drums

Clash bang the cymbals too

Everyone elongate your thumbs

And dip them in the magic brew

Colour and mystery

Is your cloak in the dark

Sometimes a great moustache

Will only get you so far

The end

See you next time

-Mulga