Jeff didn't die in a blaze of fire,
Nor did Candy in her slow demise.
We learn upon the tightrope wire.
Age fails to make the old man wise.
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Water-hyacinths crawl down river,
choke swift passage to the trading-post.
Aboriginal poison arrows quiver
once before they strike the host.
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Fiefdoms built on garbage piles
walled in concrete and barbed wire
can repel the wannabes for miles,
all to suffer cancerous internal fire.
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Sargasso seas and private junks
large as islands, with online banks,
Ski resorts in hotel lobbies:
Artists' colonies requiring tanks.
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