It seems puppets are involved:

http://www.tvacres.com/puppets_bertiebunyip.htm

http://members.fortunecity.com/mindzwarped/p11.htm


But this gives it away:

http://www.blippie.org.uk/night_bertie_bunyip_died.htm

A sea shanty-----------

(To the tune of that famous sea shanty "The Night Pat Murphy Died")

The night that Bertie Bunyip died is a night I'll never forget
The AAS boys got loaded drunk and they ain't got sober yet
As long as the hamster was passed around Tarver was feeling gay
Bill Mulcahy came with the bagpipes some music for to play!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died

As Ladypilot sat in the corner pouring out her grief
Ralphie's sock puppet gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
Stories of T-birds, Beamers, imaginary jobs were the stories that they told!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died

We homebuilt him the finest coffin from RAH wood
Lined with the skins of George Booth and Paul Good'
What airline he was with was a secret he'd never tell
And he took the secret of Flt 800 on his journey down to hell!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died

At 2 o'clock in the morning we took him to his grave
The Brits were his bearers: Ramp Rat, Blippie and Limey Dave
We stopped the clocks so LJ & the FBI couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died

They stopped the hearse on a 'Bama street outside some sad saloon
Opposite in the gutter lay some deluded old buffoon
There wasn't a word; there wasn't a shriek; just a drunken groan
To indicate the puffball was none other than Ralph Livingston!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died

The congregation gave him a service that was fit
Presiding over it was Grasso, Mazor and Ralph Nesbitt
They staggered up to the graveyard all solemn and sublime
They got there and they realised they'd left Bertie's corpse behind!

That's how they showed their respect for Bertie Bunyip,
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
After post after post after post after post there wouldn't be another
But ev'ry byte of bandwidth was filled on the night Bertie Bunyip died



I believe there's more than just the wag of a Tadpole's tale in this!








"Flying Tadpole" wrote in message
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Gilligan wrote:

http://www.pibburns.com/cryptost/bunyip.htm

You will note, Mr Gilligan, that the bunyip description lays much
stress on "evil spirit", "bunyip's loud bellowing", "emerges at
night principally to prey on women and children". In contrast, a
Tadpole is neither mythical, nor so uncivilised. There is no
relationship whatsoever.

((And meanwhile, Gilligan singing "A Heart That's Golden" in
praise of Capt Neal has reached No 64 on the mp3.com
easy-listening chart for Oceania!))

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Flying Tadpole

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