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Kunama 1959


Sonnet


Much did I travel in the holidays
To climates warm enough for one to pass
Hours relaxing and strolling through the grass,
And lazing in the sun on hottest days.
Oft thought I of Monaro's icy May,
And laughed to think that I of it was free.
And never once a school-book did I see
Till I came back to Cooma's winter ways.
Then felt I once again the bitter breeze
As through long assemblies it did chill me;
And once again in class-rooms did I freeze,
While teachers toiled so hard to try to drill me
In lessons dull - then with a sneeze
I turned myself to winter, school and drudgery.

JAN PAVY, 5th Year


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