by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
May 2021 215 Views 0 comments
Jute days
and in the afternoons
the boys would come
down off the ships
wheeling wagons
heaving so
while the whistling
from dark woman
along the docks
would mock them in
bright sun banter
jute days
far from the continent
shanty stories ho
rolling in the tavern
while the parrots
with majestic cacophony
regaled the banana loads
the boys would come
down off the ships
wheeling wagons
heaving so
while the whistling
from dark woman
along the docks
would mock them in
bright sun banter
jute days
far from the continent
shanty stories ho
rolling in the tavern
while the parrots
with majestic cacophony
regaled the banana loads
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Posted: May 2021
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