Bora born

The street march shuffle _

Huskies on leads tease with tye-dyed alerts
flowers on shoes find old fashions refined.
Tinkerbell feelings tell Noah begone
Rosabells' squark box, tell other thin lies.

Latterday Saints sing around the Cairns mall
red dress on mascara persuades the real find.
Thongs on chairs leave lost umbrellas behind
will too little too late please each desire.

Pick - a - box letter box truth tellers mime
care away songsters feel better inside.
Let it rock, let it roll, tear the place down
with a poll to decide the starting time.

Bliss on this potato chip, feeling sucked
more time to find rhyme, rain seems retired.
When we're out and about, weather combines
all of this to loose lips, on inner time.

- O -

© jan 2007_ Nhawrr yirrpa

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Observing the crowd get ready for the street march in support of Australian, David Hicks
held without charge in guantunamo bay by busche & co and the howard parasites
for the last five years. <



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