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I live in a fabulous appartment overlooking the airport in Mascot just outside Sydney. Glorious if you're an avid plane spotter like me, and a frequent viaggiatoressa a tous les places weird and wunderbar!

My house in decorated tastefully in lush kangaroo and wallabee rugs (the're antiquities!) and I've even got a koala skin tea-cosy!

I've a Phd in Pre-colonial trans-interior cultural-historicism and it's psychological influences upon the indigenous peoples of Australia. I changed my name by deed-poll from Betty Swollocks.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Homecomings

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Connie's Homecoming This poem's written down in a jiffy, I just haven't the minutes to spare, Tough truants!, if this ditto seems iffy, Connie's over and needs my full care. One baking hot December Thursday, we set up the grill in the garden. Chewing Kuala Burgers fresh from the barbie, Bert Burped and I retorted, 'pardon'?! Then suddenly the bells were a ringing, 'Who the Tasmanian's that?', shouted I, Oh what joy followed such dingalinging, when the door opened and Connie said, 'Hi'! Seeing Bert, she said, 'it's a great pity, he once was a charming fellow, But it seems he's turned a tad ...

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