Oz man of my past
if I could tell you
what a disappointment
it is not to see you
in the name of respectability
and family obligations
I would -
I will not offend anyone
but my dry tears
could soak up the koalas' spit
the crocs white saliva
My sadness has not yet hit
Not seeing you old friend
is like another death.
Not "le petit mort"
but true sadness
- it hurts.
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