Akito HirataMutton dressing up Lamb
September 18th 2008 23:05
She blew into town on the back of a heatwave
the same December day, a hot northerly invaded nearly every street
and covered so many houses in foreign dirt
She certainly left her mark
Dusty footprints, running naked through back yards
a bundle of clothes wrapped up in her arms
like the child she would never have
as mummy's headlights splashed the front of the house
and daddy slipped his trousers on
Husbands forget their wives
how much their ovens have slaved
and over sunday roast
speak of how lamb is younger than mutton
how it looks and tastes better, too
Wool is not on their minds
Bushfires threaten country towns
but loose women do much more damage
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