Title: Sport 21: Spring 1998

Publication details: Fergus Barrowman, October 1998, Wellington

Part of: Sport

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Sport 21: Spring 1998

Any Taint of Trouble?

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Any Taint of Trouble?

A cloud has fallen from the sky,
it's strangling us in fog.
You like us better in the sun
and go off to walk your dog.

Some say we had it coming,
others disagree,
just in case, to play it safe,
you avoid being seen with me.

The treasury is on our wings
and treasure weighs a ton,
our hearts are tearing from the strain
and what you do is run.

We've worked & fought with all our strength
—for the forest, birds and shore—
we've managed — just — to free our wings,
we're exhausted to the core,

so if you knock when trouble's gone
and the news is looking fine,
if you hover round our door
I'll tussock-moth your spine.