The under-belly of the World
Is where Australia was hurled.
We folks up here, should never frown
on people who walk upside down
for a gale may come along
and drop us in a Bil-a-bong
and kangaroos may soon appear,
surprised to be on `Worthing pier.
These days, the world is acting queer,
things far away now seem quite near.
Travel broadens the mind and teaches
the English to love sunny beaches
but ‘Poms’ wish ‘Ausies’ would make it clearer,
why all their women are called Sheila?
The weather plays tricks and we don’t know
If next day will bring sun or snow;
Antarctica shrink to a puddle?
Oh, Life’s becoming such a muddle;
Will Penguins, which are rather rare
waddling around Trafalgar Square,
quite unsure and rather solemn,
stand gazing up at Nelson’s column?
The Middle East may travel west
and China swallow all the rest.
A cap of ice could hit Nigeria,
and heat waves stun those in Siberia.
The Isle of Wight may drift to sea
and stick to the toe of Italy.
England and France could become best friends…?
and who knows how all this will end?
but when said and done, what’s manifest
is, they say a change is as good a s a rest.
© Marion Sharville