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.