Perth, the rhyme and the reason of why my heart will always be there...
Poetry is not my strong point, but after spending time in Perth, Western Australia, to see my daughter...
Perth of a Nation
I'll miss you Perth
I'll even miss your
12 dollar beer and your
50 dollar cocktails and
Your 30 dollar fags in
Deadly black wrappers
I'll miss you 40 degree heat
And your red backs and
Your blood-thirsty
Creatures of the night
I'll miss your
Ageing hippies and
Your dockside foghorns
And the giant ships and
Your music in the night
I'll miss your dignified
Aborigines and your arrogant
Bogans, your wild side
And your strange tongues
Australia you are the
Sun blessed and calloused
Bastard of England's
Eternal shame ...
My daughter and my
Heart remain with you
And I will be back