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Poetry Pleases: Aussie Christmas

Soon, very soon, it will be hear again. That festival of consumerism, Christmas. Betty Collinsís poem reminds us of a deeper significance.

tinsel dripping in hot gravy
cash registers
jingle bells
cotton wool up my nose

yet somewhere
there is a thin high voice
like a fine rain falling

a thin high voice like fine rain falling in a high country




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