A selection of poetry and verse on a myriad subjects that may have crossed my mind over a number of years.
while seated in a treated air train
from which i wish i could refrain
i think about many wond’rous themes
commuting is one of life’s false schemes.
to beat the city’s dirty pollution
crime and speed they think the solution
is to settle on a bushland coast
with clean air and beaches and bush they boast.
while on this subject just stop and think
the answers will really make you shrink
‘cause people when they move up here
don’t leave the environment pure and clear.
they’ve still got their own little dirty minds
and still drive cars of the polluting kinds
they litter the bush with their bri...