The Market at 229

So we took a ride over the Corona ranges
Drove down into the valley of disjointed suburbs
140 square metre homes on 300 square metre dirt
From here to Jacks Point and from there to Arrowtown
Then we drove through the industrial disgrace this side of Frankton
And along the side of the picturesque lake and towards the tourist town
And although we would have been more than happy to take
The non-existent train, or the invisible tram
We could only saunter through this place of vaccination passes
And situation vacant or help needed signs on every empty Cafe
In our clapped out Fiat with Saudi fuel and Borneo tyres
Because at now nothing good is normally allowed

But some Queenstowners have not been cowed
And therefore on to 229 Gorge Road we drove 
From dystopia to two years in the past, not masked, not now, 
And oh please stick your vaccination passes, somewhere..

The general gist was that last week was better
Some were surprised at the demand, worked off their feet
The sun was out and the…