Poem: No Longer In Excess
Michael Hutchence of INXS died 23 years ago. I remember it well. We drove from Wellington to Hawke’s Bay to celebrate a mate’s 21st.
It all got pretty loose, as it always did – on the way up we teased one of our friends about how we were not going to stop the car, he needed
a piss and we gave him an empty bottle to fill. At the party I jokingly engaged in…
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