An Ode to an Aussie Christmas

Rubba-dub-dub
thanks for the grub
its time for the Christmas feast.
With heaps of cold meat
and plenty to eat
and the sun rising high in the East.

We have barbeques
and porta-loos
and parties as far as the eye.
The Christmas tree
for all to see
with the presents piled up high.

The aircon is going
and the booze is flowing
coz the heat is just too much to bear.
And when you sit in the lounge
as you're lazing around,
you get stuck to the back of your chair.

Theres dozens of rellies
with huge swollen bellies
from booze and icecream and junk.
We're sitting around
with cans on the ground
and we're all just a little bit drunk.

Its time for the presents,
we've all learned our lessons
'bout peeking before the big day.
Coz Santa Claus
will hardly pause
before taking the ripped ones away.

So now we're done,
it's sure been fun,
we'll see you again in a year.
Enjoy your gift,
and have a safe trip,
but dont drive after too many beers.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS