In The South

IN THE SOUTH

It's Christmas Eve already

In the Land of Upside-Down;

The children will soon be tucked in bed

For when Santa comes to town.

The air is warm and steamy,

Blossom-scented and benign,

And, in a sky of navy-blue

The stars have begun to shine.

When we wake up on Christmas Day

You will still be asleep

And maybe you'll have snow outside

All Christmas-cardy deep.

Such different worlds we live in...

We shivered when you were hot;

And now we're throwing off the sheets

And we're pretty sure you're not!

So my greetings go to England,

With this Aussie Christmas scene;

From south to north, from here to there

And all places in between.

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BRIGHT XMAS!

To the tune of 'White Xmas!'
(Written last year, when the weather was more traditional!)

I'm dreaming of a bright Christmas,

Just like the ones we have each year,

With the bell-birds singing,

The beach-front swinging

And skies always blue and clear.

I'm dreaming of a bright Christmas,

With every Christmas card I write

'May your days be snowy and white,

But may all our Christmases be bright!'

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