He’s back<\/p>\n
from whence he came<\/p>\n
The chook<\/p>\n
half plucked and so sore<\/p>\n
Clearly he feels safe there<\/p>\n
Sitting by my door<\/p>\n
His wrinkled brow<\/p>\n
His diseased face<\/p>\n
Reminds me that I too<\/p>\n
Have been denied normality<\/p>\n
For distase has struck me through<\/p>\n
I gamble as I amble<\/p>\n
along the streets alone<\/p>\n
But clearly there’s<\/p>\n
a resemblance as his<\/p>\n
presence now has shown<\/p>\n
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The Grand Chifley Hotel didn’t turn out to be too grand for me and this fellow turned up on my balcony a number of times. Continue reading