Peter P

F Francis Duggan
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I told Peter P of the beauty i had seen Of bracken clad mountains above valleys of green Of unpolluted river and clear flowing rill With the babbling tongue that has never been still But with my sort of stories he was not impressed He said above ugly landscapes the sun too sets in the west Stories of Nature's beauty does not interest him at all His favorite topic of conversation is football He hopes the Club he barracks for this year Collingwood will win the flag Something that to him would be worthy of a brag Most of us look at life in ways quite differently If we all had similar interests how boring we would be Of the demise of the thylacine he does not shed a tear And my stories of Nature he did not wish to hear That to me by him made abundantly clear He only hopes this will be Collingwood's year.

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