Dacryops

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DACRYOPS

This is a glamorous picture;

How cleverly she cries!

How evenly the tear-drops fall

From sadly weeping eyes!

Dacryops is her problem

But she doesn't really care

Because her tear-drops look so sweet,

Simply hanging there.

I have the self-same problem,

When winter winds blow chill;

I start blinking madly

And my eyes with tear-drops fill.

Yes, Watery Eyes is the meaning;

It's not glamorous at all,

Particularly when the tears well up

And then they start to fall.

I have walked into the wind

With tears running down my face

And dripping off my chin as well;

They really look out of place.

Sometimes the wind will grab a tear 

And whip it away from me;

It will fly off like a rain-drop,

No doubt happy to be free!

I'm happy when warmer weather comes

And my little problem stops.

It looks so very elderly,

To suffer from Dacryops.

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BANK ON IT!

The Yarra isn't bountiful, the Yarra isn't wide;

It's really quite industrial, with buildings on each side,

But, as it flows through Melbourne, it allows a breathing space,

A quiet little corner, a pleasant slower pace.

It's here the rowers come each day, all feathering their oars,

Sometimes in crews quite numerous, and, sometimes, only fours.

The river's lined with boat-sheds, attractive buildings too,

Each of them assigned, it seems, to one particular crew.

The Yarra isn't bountiful, the Yarra isn't large,

But it is very pleasant to sit there and re-charge.

The citizens of Melbourne are happy and give thanks

Because the Yarra River has such very pleasant banks.

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