HERE
WE GO AGAIN CHRISTMAS 2013
You
know for some unknown reason I really dislike this time of year,
And
I find it awfully false when everyone is full of Christmas cheer.
The
retail shops just moan and tell us about how little people spend,
Things
don’t look good for shareholders, there may be no dividend.
There
are these Christmas carol singers with their angelic voices,
And
the flaming TV stations, with those same old movie choices.
And
this political correctness rubbish, calling it the holiday season,
Its
Christmas time to me calling it otherwise is tantamount to treason.
Here
in Australia, thousands will head to the coast and the ocean,
Either
fishing or burning their bodies, covered in suntan lotion.
Farmers
most likely check their stock; make sure the water’s right,
Even
though the tanks were full when checked the previous night.
Businesses
may shut their doors but for animals it’s just another day,
They
still need a drink of water and perhaps a bale or two of hay.
Once
those things are attended to a farmer can maybe just sit and unwind,
For
tomorrow there’ll be things to do as its back to the daily grind.
You
know I kind of miss those day’s and doing the Christmas water run,
When
I’d head off early in the morning before the rising of the sun.
And
in later years when the kids opened gates and came to give me a hand,
`Hurry
up Dad we want to open our presents!` was the often heard command.
Another
year must be nearly over if Christmas has come round once again,
And
it’s hard to raise a smile now there are no kids here now to entertain.
But
Merry Christmas everyone and I hope you have a Prosperous New Year,
Don’t
spend or eat too much on Christmas Day and hey, go easy on the beer.
©
Corin Linch 19/12/2013
An
AUSSIE CHRISTMAS
Santa
Claus doesn’t use Reindeer when he visits the great Land Down Under,
When
the Christmas time temperatures can be over 40c is it any wonder?
Reindeer
like the winter cold and snow not this blistering summer heat,
So
another mode of transport is required for Santa’s mission to be complete.
And
don’t go thinking its six white boomers, that’s just a fantasy you know,
Just
a song line someone wrote to get their record played on the radio.
No
he needs something tough and reliable, something really beaut,
That’s
why my friends he chooses the very best, a good old Holden ute.
He
needs something for the city and something for that outback road,
Something
that can carry all the presents, a huge gigantic load.
He’ll
start off in south eastern states; gradually he’ll travel north,
Then
head off down the Birdsville track moving back and forth.
Follow
the Ghan on up to Darwin and deliver to the Northern Territory,
For
every kid must receive a Christmas present for Santa its mandatory.
From
Katherine down to Kununurra the old Holden ute rolls on,
Santa’s
getting weary now from his Australian delivery marathon.
He
zigzags his way south from the desert to the coast,
Dressed
in shorts and T-shirt, he is as silent as a ghost.
Then
it’s on to other countries for really his work is far from done,
And
the transport that he chooses keeps him ahead of the rising sun.
So
I think Santa is pretty happy that Christmas only comes but once a year,
But
he loves that Holden ute when he speeds across Australia’s vast frontier.
So
Merry Christmas everyone and have a safe and a prosperous New Year,
Go
easy on your spending and eating and don’t forget to toast Santa with a beer.
©
Corin Linch 19/12/2013
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