Papatoetoe Poems by Tony Beyer
1 Early Days the billy that rang empty on its hook against the gate post last thing at night was full of the colour of starlight at dawn 2 Originals them kumaras is really gallopin now Mr Kilgour in braces and hobnail boots he'd stamp and click on the path like a horse modestly skittish in its stall when he came over to use our phone party line 796D he shouted as if he believed a hollow and