Paul Warren Poems

Speed limits are made
So your safety doesn't fade
So keep to the limit
You won't waste a minute
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When God designed kangaroos
Was there not much left to choose?
Little arms to hold gums leaves but no clout
And strong back legs for bounding about
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Riding my motorcycle along a fire track
The dust and the heat looking forward and back
All of a sudden bursting from the left side
An emu run out from the bush too close to decide
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Hoons today like to record their speeding runs made
Facebook the place to put them so to make the grade
Getting out the mobile and filming the speedo is quite a lark
And with your name and particulars you will make your mark
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Aborigines in a blessing for all to see
Sing and have a smoking ceremony
To show the link to their land
Eucalyptus leaves are burnt by hand
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Where is the light of good for all to see?
What is it that we strive to do or be?
Is it the truth or justice for all or just for all to be free?
Why should the ones who suffer most be too young to see?
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We started off early on the Hay Plain
On a hot Summer's day in Summer's frame
Just past the cotton fields standing straight
Was a big red kangaroo who decided we had to wait
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Standing with AK 47s too big for them
Knowing how to pull the trigger - do they comprehend?
What it means to be a soldier for today
I used to think it was evil in Satan's sway
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In the old days I would leave home or the office
Knowing that I could be contacted by device
We did not have to know exactly where everyone was
Just getting on and leaving message bank served our cause
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He was crouching at the door
Staring out saying no more
The other soldiers were hurrying
But he was still staring not caring
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