AUSTRALIA
Australia
The land down under
Where beaches are pristine
But spiders will bite
As you visit the latrine
(& fuckin' kill ya!)
Australia
A land kissed by the sun
Where wild dreams can fly
Just watch out for snakes
Casually passing by
(They'll fuckin' kill ya!)
We're a rugged lot
Yet everyone's a mate
Except maybe when
The beers are running late
(Where the fuck's me beer?)
We love our sports
BBQs & cars
& camping underneath
Our southern stars
Tourists? We love 'em!
We got stories to tell
If you see a dropbear
Just give us a yell
(Cuz it'll fuckin' kill ya!)
We might give ya a lift
On our red kangaroos
& you'd better wear thongs
Instead of proper, bloody shoes
(What are shoes?)
Australia
Yeh it's stinkin' bloody hot
& the wildlife can kill ya
But it's my home & I love it
This is fuckin' Straya!
©CJ
24/7/2017
Getxo
It's a little city,
in a little province,
in a little region,
of Spain.
There is chewing-gum on the sidewalks,
there are ashtrays on every table,
there are boys that will follow girls that wear short skirts,
there are girls that will wear short skirts so that boys will follow.
There is also
proud students,
devoted couples,
and street sweeps.
It's my little city,
in my little province,
in my little region,
of Spain.