Ansar's Blog

The sun smart country
A land where cricket reigns
Where green and gold singlets are
Adorned with red sauce stains.

This country is down under,
For we are near the bottom of the earth.
But who says the world begins above us,
I wonder?

Our flag bears the stars that blaze at night
In our southern sky of blue
And that little old flag in the corner
That's part of our heritage too.

It's for the English, the Scots and the Irish
Who was sent to the end of the earth
The roughs and schemers, the doers and dreamers
Who gave this country the modern birth.

In a rough untanned hide wondering
Where big British mama went
& when that big American papa has ridden
With his six-gun into the sunset
we hide under the blanket.

Summer means Christmas
time to fill the fridge.

With a big whitish building, that looks like a shell
A strong iron bridge, up in the air
A climate that's fine, and easy to bear