Dale Slamma & The Hill St Blues

In my mind I still need a place to go

Poured across an ordinary day

I blame Superman

I don't like this

In the morning

Clouds are not for treading on

Melbs a-go-go

I just got a newsletter from Omo

Fuckwits? I rather think not

But I threw out my suits!

I'm starting with the Dale in the mirror; turn and face the stranger

I passed Markus Zusak's ray of light test