Thongs and Boardies
Songs of yore, can be a bore
When they speak of snow and Holly.
Songs of sun are much more fun
To make our Christmas jolly.
We don’t ride sleighs – we catch some rays
As temperatures are soaring.
Hams to slice and prawns on ice
The feast is never boring.
Thongs on feet are not complete
Without our favourite boardies.
And by the pool, we’re staying cool
As Christmas hits the forties.
We don’t admire yuletide fire
Where chestnuts sit to roast.
We find fun with water guns,
Watch the sunset by the coast.
Raise a cup, with head held up
And toast the winter failure.
Sunshine above, what’s not love
That’s Christmas in Australia.
Australian Children’s Poetry Website 
Thanks, Sioban. A well-written poem, and so very true. On another note – thank you
Teena for doing such a brilliant job with this site all year. Happy Christmas.
Yes! Brilliant and fun portrayal of our Aussie Christmastime. Happy holidays!