After the goldrush

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• 14 years ago
• Categories: Conservation, culture, Mining
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When the circus left town, we had a parade,

the band played on and floats were made.

I looked sideways as they passed,

these bits and pieces, they were the last.

We beat our chests

and cried out loud,

the Tui’s head looked dead, not proud.

‘After the goldrush’ Oil painting and words – Chuck Joseph 2010