The pros and cons of living at the bottom of the world
When Christmas comes around,
And I am still above ground,
With the prospect of seeing in another year,
Wearing the presents I got this year,
I ask myself given the differing time zones,
Would I like to change zones,
As I could put off til another tomorrow,
What I must do on an earlier tomorrow,
If down under.
But as I bask in the sun, down under,
Eating an ice-cream,
Not hearing the wind scream,
I am quite happy to put winter blues at the back of my mind,
And being in the earlier time zone down under, I never will mind,
As I seize the day,
On an earlier day.
The only thing I am not sure about,
If the devil is about,
And it is time for me to say goodbye,
Which time zone does he set his clock by.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2023
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