Another day at the zoo

The form reads Please Print Full Name! I belligerently write “dickhead” Because that’s what people call me When I’ve had too much to drink.

Are you of Aboriginal or Torres Strait descent? A giant microscope appears above my head I suddenly become self-aware;

Do you have any disability? My slightly webbed toes become marginalized And are happy they can hide.

They tell me it is compulsory to vote, Yet I’m obliged to vote for the other side. Because it’s two party preferred and There is no Happy Birthday Party.

Sir Prince Philip was peed upon, By a monkey at the zoo! He said “you dirty buggar”…. A talking Monkey - well I never.

We fight for that right To buy goods from China For one dollar And sell to other patriotic Australians For forty five and in debt Go to war to avoid money owing.

It’s another day at the zoo Disjointed, bizarre, surreal. Up to me to make sense. Whoever the wise guy is. I’m sick of being told, Recent bushfires were bold.

Sir Prince Philip today…. A bomb exploded…., Senses disabled…. Be afraid, wash your hands……… The disease is round your corner Where the toilet paper used to be.

Drinking tea prolongs your life One lump or two Coffee, tea, milk, sugar I’ll have the usual…thankyou

Words Colin Herring