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The Track Less Travelled

Two tracks leading nowhere in the bush

Miles from anywhere,I rolled the window

Down and had a look up the first one,

Considered the position briefly and

Said I preferred the other one. My father

Looked up from his form guide and asked me why,

I said because it's not this one. You talk

To him mother, he said, I cannot deal

With him, the boy's a bloody idiot.

There's no need for language, said my mother.

While the matter was discussed I climbed

A very large red gum out over the river

And in a sense I never quite came down.

The great thing about being up a tree

Is that you're not going along a track.

Fred Dagg 1949-2017






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