Chunder Down Under

DON’t CHUNDER DOWN-UNDER! In the land of the Southern Ocean Legal forces have been set in motion Binding those who once wandered free With restriction: imperious decree When did wild and free spirit take flight What became of ‘No worries! She’ll be right! Once a destiny set for enchainment Was transformed to a land of attainment With demeanour of free careless rapture Like a will-o-the wisp hard to capture Then fear came like a thief in the night Where now: ‘No worries! She’ll be right!’ Let that old psyche bring remission And defy decrees of politicians And of those who would cower in fearing Of a threat enabling domineering Bring a future that still can be bright With: ‘No worries! And with: ‘She’ll be right!’