My Brother Jack


Has an obsession about visiting Australia

But he cannot affords the fare required

So I have bought him a field a fork and a spade

So that he might dig a great hole near our farm

That was a year ago and he has now reached

The sewer pipes and the tangled roots

Of the ash oak and red cedar trees

To make things more real I have purchased a house

In Sydney so that I can make him a cup of tea

When he finally arrives in this land of plenty