Migrating Birds
Bonuses have shrunk.
Two ambitions now remain:
make Board or expat.
Sun-kissed and well-fed
migrating birds, time to time
reminisce of home.
Open foreign minds,
gated local dwellings,
home sick capital.
More money; less tax.
Lost abandoned ambition
repatriated.
Mike Concise © 2015
www.mikeconcise.com
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