Today I stole part of a child's assignment.
I'm not proud of myself.
Waltzing Matilda was the title,
of a diorama of an old box.
The inside was covered in bush trees
containing remanence of bush trees.
Some ladies praised it,
from their approval I knew I wanted it.
When the buses pulled in,
everyone pulled out, with all eyes off,
Mine remained on as I slipped in my shopping bag,
the little camper man.
I'm considering giving it to my mother for Christmas,
A thought, I'm even more ashamed of.
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