A headland is a nice lunch spot
For hot and sweaty folk
Whose ruddy cheeks and wet head brows
Appreciate a soak
A sky with clouds above my head
Is sure to get me smiling
And white sea gulls don’t mind it either
As they go sky climbing
So if you find a pouty frown
Is clinging to your lip
Grab your swimmers, towel and thongs
Find a beach to have a dip!
(Please note that all reference to the internationally known, forked tongue beach rubbery shoe thing, commonly known to the rest of the world as ‘flip flops’, is in this post referred to by its not so commonly known Australian term.
I am not suggesting you take women’s underwear to the beach.
Not unless they’re red.
And you’re really scared of getting stranded on an desert island.
In which case, red underwear may save your life. Or get you some really odd looks from passing turltes.
On second thought, maybe you should just leave the red underwear at home.)
xx The Girl in Trousers