Roger led his rowdy rabble.
Across the Simpson Desert.
While traveling across that desert.
Tired and thirsty they did become.
Roger thumped his mighty spectre.
Upon a sandstone rock.
Instead of gushing water.
There rose a Colossal Cheer.
For it was fosters lager beer.
(c) 2011 Windsmoke.
**Join me tomorrow for another Fair Dinkum Haiku, see ya then**.