Canada day!
It’s all down hill from here,
We’re running out of beer,
The franks have gone already,
The only one that’s left is Freddy,
Come to think, I have some rye,
So Fred and I will have a try,
It’s tough we heave a sigh,
To be the darned dry,
The music’s down, and early light,
Creeps over the night,
A black pussy along the fences white,
Then runs, we gave her fright,
And as the glimmer of the sun,
Light into the yard does run,
Now see the mayhem we had spun,
In all that good clean fun,
With gusto and good cheer,
We rearrange the chairs and gear,
In the distance, what do we hear?
Back comes the gang, with some more beer,
And soon, the sun it sets again,
Just like a songs refrain,
And another night we tame,
Such weekends have a name,
Now the neighbours join the fray,
Bring more food, and drinks our way,
We bid them all to stay,
After all, it’s another Canada Day!
Share
Print
Save
Follow
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
Cheers,
Dan
ET
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.