A Little Piece of Me.
I joined the regular Army in Adelaide
Just before I turned nineteen
And if my memory serves me well
Being young, I was also very keen
My next stop was Kapooka
Where they trained me very hard
And measured my performance
With every objective and every yard
The Corporals were little Hitlers
The Sergeants were the Hun
And when it came to training
They had me on the run
When all my training was complete
And I marched out proud and tall
They then put me on a bus
That was headed for Puckapunyal
The Armoured Centre was now my home
Where Corps training began in earnest
And by the time my first six weeks were up
I'd been taught how to operate all types of wireless
The second phase of my training began
After Christmas once I got back
And that part consisted of gunnery as well as
The driving and servicing of tracks
I was on the driving circuit
Getting familiar with the vehicle
When the instructor Corporal Vearing said
It was my turn in the cycle
I pulled the steering lever to go left
And the other to go right
But when I put my foot down
It gave me quite a fright
I was driving down a slope
At a speed just a little too fast
That when I reached the base of it
I'd given the rest of the lads a good laugh
The road turned sharply to the right
But I pulled the stick back just a little too hard
And that caused the back end to slide out
Covering many a dusty yard
By the time I straightened up the track
And finally gained control
I locked up the brakes and ended up
Knocking a fence post out of its hole
From that day came a nickname
Out of an event that was filled with laughter
A name I wore with pride and honour
Fearless Phil, the Flying Fence Fucker
Copyright © 2001 Phil Kadow.
'Fearless Phil' Kadow
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