Oh Tired Old Gum Who Killed Thee Poem by ian hall
Oh Tired Old Gum Who Killed Thee
Oh tired old gum who killed thee
Who ended what once could have been
And left thou twisted carcass for grubs and ants to feast on
Were it the beetles who infested thy greenery
Or wombats that dug out and ate thy roots
Or the ten long years of drought
Or the road alongside thee
In the midst of youth and colleagues
Thy stands out like a nude statue
All white and smooth
Proud
And dead
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