Red dust fills the southern air
It`s a passing wind - Australia fair
Here`s a road train that`s gone metric
Full of beef with wounds gone septic
Road signs shimmer in the heat
metric meanings travelers greet
road train thunders to a halt
in the bar - a glass of malt
nip out back to the dunny
clouds of flies - not so funny
buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz
get a grip - don`t make a fuss
Your alter ego`s over there
rocking in the broken chair
buy him a beer and lets be away
to open spaces - now, today
Edited by oilrag on 14/06/2009 at 16:50
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