Towny Poems - Poems about Towny

...For this town I've grown routes and died, for the pocket of seeds you carry, let me down. But I have to be carried, till we find the right shade, as the place I left isn't where I was meant to be.......Read the rest...

...I was situated in full recline Just waiting for something to do When I saw Sam, a mate of mine, Dragging a kangaroo. The bouncer strained against the rope That Sam held tightly in his han......Read the rest...