A love of frost and eucalyptus
Wide sky and not much rain
Shale soil and chooks a-clucking
is running in my veins
Strong love of hot dry summers
Mild love of crisp dark mornings
I know and I do share it
But variety is my calling
I love a bustling city
A land of funky lanes
Of efficient green trams
It’s sun but not it’s rains
I love her stylish ladies
I love her well groomed gents
Her energy and elegance
Melbourne is for me!
Stark lines of modern buildings
The Yarra reflects the moon
Old lanes made new with street art
The rush and noise of noon
Stately structures sit adjacent
Steel and glass do shine
Art, sculpture everywhere
A culture strong and fine
A footy loving country!
A bit obsessed one has to say
But a visible social conscience
So we’ll forgive their weakness hey?
Though earth holds many splendours
Wherever I may die
Melbourne will be one of several places
To which my homing thoughts will fly!
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