The wagon of hope
Is pulled by ducks,
Two fine ducks
As white as snow.
The boat of faith
Is kept afloat
By stars above
And fish below.
The way ahead
Is known to birds,
Is told by birds
Each day at dawn.
The song of doom
Composed by men
Is played upon
A paper horn.
by Michael Leunig
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| Clown - Geelong Foreshore © Jennifer Phillips |
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