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Book 37 Page 36

Centrelink’s powers of surveillance

Tell me, what do you see Centrelink Homes!?

It’s an unemployed person alright; take a look through these binoculars.

I can’t see anything, how can you tell!?

I just can.

After years in this spy business I can smell a “dole bludger” a mile away.

Yep that’s one all right, start the film rolling.

O.K. we’ve got the goods on film, it’s an unemployed person alright, caught in the act of not actively seeking employment.

This should see to it that their breached.

Right, …  back to the Centrelink office to collect our reward.

23 May 2005 © Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au