Australian Place Names
The Blue Mountains aren’t really all that blue
In the middle of the night
In the pale moonlight
They’re more of a dark green hue.
And here’s the thing
About Alice Springs
There’s not a spring in sight
But say that to a local
And they’ll call you a yokel
And probably want to fight.
As for the Great Australian Bight
There’s nothing to eat in sight
Looking around
Only rocks can be found
It’s enough to make one uptight.
But it’s the land of my birth
So forgive me my mirth
There’s no more precious country on earth
I was lucky to be
Born in this country
That stretches from Sydney to Perth.
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