James Fraser Poet Rhyme

Green, Green, Grass with Mozzies

Green, Green, Grass with Mozzies.

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the plane
And there to meet me is a squadron of Mozzies
Down the road they look and there runs James
Scratching, scratching, Mozzie bites all aflame
But it's good to see the green, green grass of home

Yes, they've all come to greet me
Wings buzzing, my blood so sweetly
But it's good to see the green, green, grass of home

The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old palm tree that I used to play on
Down the road they look and there runs James
Scratching, scratching, Mozzie bites aflame
But it's good to see, the green, green, grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
At the four walls that surround me
And I see that I haven't been dreaming 
For in front of me there's a Pharmacy Lassie
Offering creams for biting Mozzies
But it's good to see the green, green grass of home

Yes, they still come to greet me, as I sit under my favourite palm tree
Beside the green, green, grass of home.

Written to the tune of the 'Green Green Grass of Home'  - Tom Jones.

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