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Sunset SwimmingThe gloo, gullet, bottle / Of the bubbling sea / With its waves and the wind spreading out.
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My More Joyful Flyingyour hands the trees / and my heart a small bird that sings / high up in the branches, high and sweet,
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The Timber GettersAt this deep pool / Where no light is reflected, / Where small birds come
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And These MenAnd these men that made the land, / That wove their dreams with dust and dirt, / That needed death to know the flower,
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ThylacineAnd the very last, the endling, / Caged in the sunlight at Beaumaris Zoo, / Tired of the poking and the prodding
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Blessed Love Of MineBlessed love of mine, / Blasted is the wind tonight, / Take me, Hold me,
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Mona LisaYou cannot touch her, / Tread quietly, / As she overlooks you with her straightened jaw.
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Harbour-sideHe sits with aging canvas bags / Draped around him on the windy quay / Where blown from busy parks he's come
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I Drive My BusI drive my bus / Full of grotty kids and lunatics / On the bitumen dream
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Siestathe joyful indolence of a summer's day, / the siesta lull which wakes / to a slow pushbike ride,
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