Air Ngukurr - 3rd one in 3 years

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No offence to you great bunch of people. Enjoy.

Gather round my dear friends, I must be insistin’,
I’v a tribute to tell, of the good people I know.
If you don’t agree, you don’t have to listen.
But read first and choose, it’s really their show.

It’s a tough business, this G.A. game,
The roadside is marked with the Crosses.
But without good people, you’d go insane,
For there’s also a big mob of ‘tossers’.

So this life is tough, and things are hard,
But have a look here, theres no Ivory Towers.
A resilient bunch, this Ngukurr mob are,
They all secured jobs, within 48 hours.

A close knit team, they banded together,
On this rainy night, saw life friends they’d scored.
At the Beachfront, good times rememberd.
They laughed at the antics, of Mr Scam-Ford. (Fictional Name)

But this story has details, please read with delight,
Their’ a great bunch of people, true Ladies and Gents.
And don’t ever think, this was written in spite,
I stayed up all night, I’v spared no expence.

First I must say, in the lead Mr B,
Many moved up, under his guiding light.
He’s a well know Schollar in the Territory,
He gave all he could give, he’s ‘out of sight’.

Then there’s a man, of caliber and stature,
Handles turbines with grace, he’s got the feel.
Sometimes he’s a kid, but when need be mature,
Stay out of the way, of our Capitan Steele.

Just like the show was Ngukurr you know,
They had stars just like on TV.
The man who told us where we had to go,
Spoke and was built, just like Mr ‘T’.


Peters were plenty in this organization,
But hours, one put in a lot.
Sometimes with joy, sometimes with frustration,
No more capable man, ever filled the safety slot.

The other must be mentioned, a strong silent type,
He’d pack a good punch, a tower of might.
He’s not into parties, he doesn’t like hype,
But when anyone achieved, his face showed delight.

In good direction, he helped to steer,
Not just in work, but with personal problems.
He’d listen with patience, while some cried in their beer,
To anyone who asked, with their problems n solvem’.

And where would we be, without smiling J.C.
Not the lord, this ones a touch evil.
His good wit and antics, made a fun place to be,
And his mateship, something to believe in.

When Shaken’s around, it’s quite profound,
With a smile says “Need a hand mate”?
His laughter filled hallways, with a friendly sound.
Another good man, there is no debate.

Then “Outback” hit town and quickly found,
Things were different, but still gave his best.
When days work is done, He is heaps of fun,
Well keep guessing what he’ll get up to next.

Then Nez filled our lives, with her lovely charms,
And sweet sounding songs that she sings.
A kind thoughtful girl, our lives she calmed,
We wish you the best, in the big Alice Springs.

Now it must be said, they had a fair spread,
From Ngukurr to Darwin and Groote.
This poem’s not complete, if nothing is said,
Bout the Islandt Mob. To you we salute.

She runs a tight ship, and shoots from the hip,
Not just a pretty face it would seem.
She got the place running, I’ll give you the tip,
A very good example, of a well oiled machine.

And the lad there to assist, with the running of this,
Gets the job done with no ‘If’s But’s or Mabeys’.
A dashing young chap, you can’t dismiss,
He’d have to be a hit with the ladies.

The team was enhanced with the addition of M,
The potential abounds with this young one.
If any speak ill, don’t listen to them,
For you have ‘The Power of One’.

Now it must be said, that some fear to tread,
The town of Ngukurr can give you a scare.
To this fearless team, let it be said,
It’s not the end of the world, but you can see if from there.

With big D at the helm, all will go well,
He cut his teeth chasing cattle on stations.
When he gets his break, our pride will swell,
A talented young man, with great aspirations.

Somehow out of place, a kind friendly face,
Graced Ngukurr, (a break from tradition).
Up from the south, to make her mark on the place,
A lady of manors and distinction.

Such a good team never graced this town,
The place is not just proficient.
They will make their mark and be seen on their rounds,
Their skill and hard work will be very efficient.

Oh silly me, I almost forgot,
Brody and Sam need a mention.
They weighed the bags and helped with the lot,
And listened to our growing tention.

And the man that held it all together,
Not very big, but from very good stock.
Without him it would have been a dilemma,
Stand up and be proud, three cheers for Jock.

So think what you may, and say what you say,
They were a great team, and never got jaded.
They got caught out, the real ones that paid,
For the problems from South, exacerbated.

So there you have it, a quiet tribute,
To really good people, now spread to four corners.
Please save your comments and sad rebuke
And remember, the guys and girls of Air Ngukurr


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