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Nicolette Stasko
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The wasps are outred-legged toying with
the clothes line again
what are they searching for
what do they hope to find
not water surely to glue
their nest together but still
it does sparkle strangely
in the afternoon sun
From: Under Rats
Publisher: Vagabond Press, Sydney
Publisher: Vagabond Press, Sydney
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The wasps are outred-legged toying with
the clothes line again
what are they searching for
what do they hope to find
not water surely to glue
their nest together but still
it does sparkle strangely
in the afternoon sun
From: Under Rats
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