Page 5316 - Week 14 - Wednesday, 29 November 2017
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We’ll hope our aspirations stay
And that each of us is true
So that we can remain happy and gay
Whatever that means to you.
To you—the Government on the hop
So sleek, so prosperously clad!
What did you see in that land swap
That made you seem so glad?
Has any opportunity been missed?
To purchase random places
I hold out hope, I’m an optimist
That you’ve covered all your bases.
And you there, hoping I don’t see you
What found you in the past year?
Was it dangerous dogs, greyhounds too?
The hours in which to sell beer?
What has been fixed? Not bikie gangs
For we all still live in fear
Of days and nights and sudden bangs!
O will this change next year?
And so from face to face I scan
At the one that hold the keys
Seeking answers where I can
To increased rates and LVC.
Some show a smile, others need tissues
On the tip smell or where light rail will go
Potholes, streetlights, hospital data issues
How often to street sweep, or mow.
My papers are binned, my glass is dry
My staff all need a rest
But once again before we go
And I prepare for Everest.
Colleagues! A parting word to you
For if nothing else, we all try
I thank you for each wonderful day
Merry Christmas, and good bye!
To finish up, my appreciation to all the Assembly staff of various departments, to all of my colleagues, to my staff, Will, Adam, Mary, and of course Nicki, who left earlier this year, my volunteers, my wonderful, wonderful family, and especially to the people of Brindabella. I will continue to try every day to be the best possible local member I can be. To those who have helped me, you know who you are and thank you very much. Those who did not help me, you also know who you are, and thanks for nothing. All the best! See you next year.
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