
What was lost in explanation?
Gas no longer kills and we recycle
What harm was done in description?
Over my shoulder, it is now
Fashionable to sit there all day
New tory leaders and old
Have a certain look
Popular or not
Ahead or behind
Schoolies strut unaware that
This is not the place to be seen
Only found
I will move from any table
Any hardback on which i rest
And sit against a wall, a fence at
The edge of a cliff
So long as fashion ceases to be
Over my shoulder
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