he was born in America

land of the free

his mama fed him peanut butter

and bananas


on Sunday she served peaches

from a can


he had a train

that went round

a little town

with little people

and little houses

a church

and an ice cream parlour called



when he got older

he started a band

he played at the State Fair

to a crowd of 1,212

his hair was slicked back

and he wore a white blazer

that night he lost it

to a girl named Judy


his Mama died of cancer

when he was barely a man


he came home

and found Dad

dead in the bed

that’s when he knew

he had to beat it out of there


now he lives in Sydney


and he calls himself a writer

he says

“America, hate it or leave it.”

I say he left

because they did




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