Monday, December 10, 2012

An observation

The sky is shrieking with parrots having a wild night out in Bundaberg.  Swooping low over heritage rooftops  they  vanish into the  welcoming canopies of soft viridian  trees that line the CBD.  Perched safe on woody limbs, they jostle, peck and nag , their raucous moments illuminated by the ubiquitous fairy lights that appear magically at this time of year.

A chorus of parrots, claiming the CBD as their own, bow low shrieking  ugly and obscene warnings to a  scruffy wide-eyed  cat and a flea-bitten derelict - down on their luck.                       
                                                                                                                                                                                            The indignant  pair slouch off to search  for their dinners in the dusty gutters and overstuffed bins.

Meanwhile, Bundaberg is tucked up, feet up... in front of the television.

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