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My euphoria was tinged with irritation.
The five chaps left a pain in my digestion.
I wished they had returned first to their folks
before venturing out to be top blokes.
Like broken spokes they hampered our smooth ride;
I wished I could see them and give them a real chide.
If they were with us, we would be jogging
all the way to Antburg and cheering.
Maybe I was the only one within worrying
as it looked the others were excitedly walking
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behind me – they seemed happy to cling to
what they already had and that was good to know;
maybe who wasn’t happy would then go abroad
to grab the limelight or like some dreamers who got
out there and realized there were more to the stage
than their cunning, features, talent and age.
Vroom! From the jungle we hit the rails
and marched to the platform and sat on our tails
as there was a train waiting but going the other way
so we waited for any going our way.
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One hour, two or more we would not tire
to wait as nothing again in the mire
would drag us through in the last part of our journey
as intact to Antburg I wished with the trophy
to return; we huddled really close –
our noses touching and also our toes.
Some of us quite carefree snored as they slept
and dreamt; and close to dawn, the train crept
and then came to a halt at our platform
and everyone of us hopped in with real fun.
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Not long, as some exchange of papers was done,
click-clack the train again was rail-borne.
Excitement was in the air but we were mute
due to the act of every deserting dude.
I hoped they knew the risks of being a stowaway –
you could hit fame and fortune on Broadway
or be an asylum seeker in Italy
and some had met situations quite deadly.
Best thing is to cross the borders with a visa
telling them you’d like at the Leaning Tower of Pisa
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to gawk or go stroll around the artificial lake
in Dubai – yes, you can your curiosity thirst slake
legally somewhere or even snatch some stardom
and it matters not if in Havana or London.
Was I angry the chaps wanted to be big too?
I didn’t in my time trigger off others being blue;
they should’ve spared me the ordeal of meeting
their folks and doing that terrible chatting.
That was the only thing I was concerned about;
yes, the exact point they left me in a rout.
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The train was on a steady ride to reach
our terminating point and as the brakes did screech,
we got ready and as it stopped, we alighted;
walked a short distance and before the sun lighted
the whole jungle, crossed the massive bog
by the big shore near Sandit and did jog
across to the theatre boss’ place
where the crew gathered at his front terrace
and I announced to him in the knapsacks
of a large segment of the troops were stacks
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of snippets that formed my movie script.
The boss screamed and our spirits did lift.
‘Hip, hip...’ ‘Hooray!’ we all a rousing ovation
gave and he went on with rising intonation:
‘Hip, hip...’ We all responded, ‘Hooray!’
He stated: ‘I’m so very happy today
that the entire movie script to us has been brought
and a great lesson we all have been taught.
It’s not only to go around talking big
but show the people that deep too you can dig.
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‘I hope every chap here would also from you
learn and hone their skills and let the world to view.’
There was rapturous applause there but quickly
I jumped in and said: ‘Five of them sadly
with the human movie crew had absconded.’
Instead of surprise, the theatre boss grunted,
said with a smile: ‘You never miss in a team
a set of smartasses.’ Then he did scream
remembering suddenly a vital issue:
‘I hope none vamoosed with the scripting tissue?’
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‘No. The script is intact. My only worry
is how to give the news to every family
of every runaway chap.’ ‘Well,’ the boss did scratch
his head and said, ‘that up I’d certainly patch.
Point is, those chaps deserted, not killed.
The rest are here and everyone can see the script.
If their families’ reaction is unwelcoming,
I can raise up a squad the five to rein in.’
With that, the theatre boss called my aide
to guide the troops to put things in the shade
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where we’d properly arrange in a notebook
the script and into the cellar others did look
to bring out food and drinks we would feed on;
as I wrote, a party was going on.
From the first chap with ‘DR’ in his knapsack,
I took the piece and copied the word on the pad.
That soldier ant left to go munch and drink;
from the second I took ‘FIXIT’ and he too did slink
to join the rest and eat what appealed to him;
then I took the next; the boss mingled with a beam.
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