When Christmas occured in the summer,
I thought that the world had gone mad.
But when I really thought about it,
I thought, hey this isn't bad!
A BBQ on a sandy beach
And lazing around in the sun.
It turns out you don't need toboggans
To make rolling down steep hills fun.
Instead of snowballs we had waterfights
And ate the Christmas cake cold.
And the fire was no longer necessary
So we saved a fortune on coal.
So rather than freezing my butt off
In my grandma's small, stuffy tralier,
I think I'll do this again,
And spent Christmas in Australia.