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Kite Beard Kevin

An Ode to Kite Beard Kevin

 

Never seen without a kite was Kite Beard Kevin

It was rumoured his kites flew as high as heaven

 

He was fascinated by the wind up in the sky

That magical invisible thing that helped him to fly

 

Forever building contraptions to get himself into the clouds

His zest for flying was insatiable, it knew no bounds

 

He once made a glider from a tarp and tent poles

Jumped off the river bridge and flew all the way to Coles

 

His kite-cycle was his favourite mode of transport by far

Quicker than ground cycling and way better than a car

 

Anytime he went to the beach that’s the way that he would go

Floating up there on those air currents, going with the flow

 

The End