Sleeping Princess Yum Yum

"Bang!" goes another kanga on the bonnet of the van/ see the light ram through the gaps in the land/ many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree/ Til' you near him on the motorway and the tree begins/ to breathe/ Coming in with the golden light/ In the morning/ Coming in with the golden light/ Is the New Man/ Coming in with the golden light/ Is my dented van/ Woomera. "Dree-ee-ee-ee-ee- A-a-a-a-a- M-m-m-m-m- Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti- I-i-i-i-i- Me-me-me-me-me,"

Sunday, October 31, 2004

Biking at the Harbour

There is a show going on at the harbor and I am riding my bike by it. It's a fireworks display. Trying to make my way through crowd - there is supposed to be a 530 show someone near me says but I know they are wrong because that's soon and it's still too light out for fireworks. I get to the top of an escalator and I try to lock my bike by a payphone but there is nothing to lock it to. I keep having to move out of the way and I am not interested in the fireworks. I see a camera sweep by and I catch a glimpse of a bride being pulled across a dance floor by her groom.

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