Xmas in Oz

Xmas in Oz.

Where did you go, what did you do?

She asked with her eyes and not with her mouth.

My ears pricked up and I thought and I thought.

In my mind flashed christmas bells and rings and things.

There were lords a leaping while maids were milking.

I thought of trading places with skipping christmas

And fishing boats on turquoise water pulling up their lobster pots

During white wine sipping time by the pool.

Vanilla crescents and a million stars sparkled over pomegranate pavlova

As, in the end, the oysters ran away with the cholula-stealing kangaroos.


Happy New Year.