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A forest of houses
Made by a forest of trees
Has sprung up between
Henderson and Ranui since
my last visit
A miracle has occurred also
They have turned wine
Into art, which is fine
Although slightly run-down
. . . Corban’s estate in time
Has become Asid-Free and Art Gallery-fied
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Quick turnaround at the bunker
Station of Waitakere
Then the train follows back
Whence it came
the New North Road
Bridge is being doubled in reverse
And old Newmarket Station is worse
For wear and now un-used
. . . its like some curse
Has descended, even at Remuera
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