Australian summer

Oh how the wintry winds blow

Invading our summer plans

Telling us things we’d rather not know

They confuse us in the morning

As we pick and choose our wear

A collared shirt and jeans?

And with a knowing glance

They withdraw their tendrils

Snaking them to the country

Until humidity’s embrace

Drenches our T shirts

Stinks up our arm pits

Divides marriages

With cries of “BO!”

They laugh hahahaha

At these Australians’ cruel fates

Knowing they would much rather

Straight shots of sunlight

Dry roasting heat

A trip to Bondi

And a BBQ chicken to eat

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