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May. 1st, 2004 04:17 pmBecause I'm hours ahead of the States, I didn't find out about "Poetry on your blog" day until it was May already.
So here, especially enclosed in a stasis field, direct from April, is my poem. It was one of my favourites when I was a kid.
The Optimist
We shouldn't complain, he said.
It's good for the crops, he said.
the cockies need it
it'll fill the dams,
the cows will feed this summer.
The rain poured down
till the crops washed out,
the dam walls broke
and the stock were drowned,
and still he cried
we shouldn't complain,
we need the rain,
we needed the rain
we needed the
Michael Dugan
We're in our eighth year of drought in Victoria. But this is often how our droughts break -- flooding.
Ah, 'tis a wonderful country indeed.
So here, especially enclosed in a stasis field, direct from April, is my poem. It was one of my favourites when I was a kid.
The Optimist
We shouldn't complain, he said.
It's good for the crops, he said.
the cockies need it
it'll fill the dams,
the cows will feed this summer.
The rain poured down
till the crops washed out,
the dam walls broke
and the stock were drowned,
and still he cried
we shouldn't complain,
we need the rain,
we needed the rain
we needed the
gurgle
Michael Dugan
We're in our eighth year of drought in Victoria. But this is often how our droughts break -- flooding.
Ah, 'tis a wonderful country indeed.