Stella’s going roaming
Somewhere overseas
The thing to keep in mind my girl
Is thank you, yes and please
Every bit a rocker
She likes her music loud
Not one of those to showing off
But stands out in a crowd
I’m told she likes a Guinness
Maybe three or four
You know when Stella’s had enough
She’s flat out on the floor
She’ll move around the kitchen
Plating up and wielding knives
Then one day, turned up for work
With a batch of hives
“That” all did pass, as did some weight
She’s now a sight to see
When donning her chef’s apron
It goes from neck to knee
She’s learned a lot from Damien
Prepping, cooking meat and fish
Gets cheeky, even answers back in sorts
That sounds a tad Irish
We wish her well, and
With wondrous thoughts, we’ll leave her
As I give to you a parting gift
A bloody new beaut cleaver.
Travel safe from all of us at Durty Nelly’s Sydney
Mike Nissen
16 March 2005
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