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Dorothy Porter
TROUBLE
TROUBLE
TROUBLE
‘Jill’I challenge the mirror
‘how much guts have you got?’
I like my courage
physical
I like my courage
with a dash of danger
In between insurance jobs
I’ve been watching
rock climbers
like game little spiders
on my local cliff
I’ve got no head for heights
but plenty of stomach
for trouble
trouble
deep other-folks trouble
to spark my engine
and pay my mortgage
and private trouble
oh, pretty trouble
to tidal-wave my bed
I’m waiting
I want you, trouble,
on the rocks.
© 2000, Dorothy Porter
From: the monkey\'s mask
Publisher: Picador, Sydney
From: the monkey\'s mask
Publisher: Picador, Sydney
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TROUBLE
‘Jill’I challenge the mirror
‘how much guts have you got?’
I like my courage
physical
I like my courage
with a dash of danger
In between insurance jobs
I’ve been watching
rock climbers
like game little spiders
on my local cliff
I’ve got no head for heights
but plenty of stomach
for trouble
trouble
deep other-folks trouble
to spark my engine
and pay my mortgage
and private trouble
oh, pretty trouble
to tidal-wave my bed
I’m waiting
I want you, trouble,
on the rocks.
From: the monkey\'s mask
TROUBLE
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