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Smoke in my eyes, in my throat a lump. I stoked the fire, half dry, half damp Did I see a snake slide between cracks? No, an echidna with a filthy look, said: 'Get off my log, are you stealing my ants? And why do you weep like a bloody sook?’ Up loped a dingo, licked its face, said: 'Man alone – has trouble done you in? Now look at me! I'm headed for my mate. Be a charmer like me – go in like Flynn' My brain I sensed, but my limbs were wood. A kookaburra spoke from a bottlebrush limb: 80