Prince Alfred Park

Wrecking the Pharaoh's bluish skirt
Created a phone book for a manuscript
She'd danced high on the sand speaker
And what to do with unneeded security
The bird lost sight of the jogger first
We'd done so well to make it this far
The original terminal a mere tin shack
Not to mention the lonely Easter Shows
The beard lemon openly pinned on
Hot then cold then hot then cold then
Projecting everything into next century
The repetitive thumps got on my nerves