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Remember the kookaburra who smashed hot chips like lizardbacks against the railing wood? His family is grown now, grandchildren on every post, hardly space left for the next fledgeling crop. The beer is still cold, the pies still piping, full of meat. I sat at our table, fed the old man and his kids. No sign of his pale-feathered wife, though, the only change aside from the band, R&B, and the space where you sat, mouth open with laughter, when kooka tossed half his supper to you. At least it didn't have legs. I had a Guiness, and one for you, then one for kooka's missing wife, and the last I raised to the bird himself, sorely missed, still waiting for his supper, as if someone had taken a picture and tacked it up, in the exact place where we last left him.
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Remember the kookaburra who smashed
hot chips like lizardbacks against the railing wood?
His family is grown now, grandchildren on every post,
hardly space left for the next fledgeling crop.
The beer is still cold, the pies still piping, full of meat.
I sat at our table, fed the old man and his kids. No sign
of his pale-feathered wife, though, the only change
aside from the band, R&B, and the space where
you sat, mouth open with laughter, when kooka
tossed half his supper to you. At least it didn't have legs.
I had a Guiness, and one for you, then one for kooka's
missing wife, and the last I raised to the bird himself,
sorely missed, still waiting for his supper, as if someone
had taken a picture and tacked it up, in the exact
place where we last left him.
Happy Birthday, Charles. xoxoxoxoxox
<3
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kooka knows we always return
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