Bring on the summer.
1/12/2020
I have a feeling
That this summer
Will be special
Like the New Years of old
Looking for a countdown kiss
And I know
We’ll drink some
We always do
And the first Christmas at home
In six long years
Is a joy that few know
Bring on the beer bong
The goon of fortune
And the silver pillow
Let’s mess with our mates
When they pass out on the floor
With textas and tattoo guns
Let love blossom
Pairing up with the beautiful women
That we’ve always dreamed of
Dancing like kings
And trying new things
In the warm glow
That a house party brings
And this time I won’t
Take it for granted
For a good social scene
Is a marvelous thing
Corona all but conquered
In our part of the world
So no hesitation to see
Where the night leads us
We’ll improve our lives
And slowly claw our way back
To the best version of ourselves
As the summer heat
Incubates our luck
Running amok
In the city of my birth
We are the soul
Of this experimental city
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It’s been a long time since a summer has held so much potential for me.
In Australia we have a game called ‘Goon of fortune’ where you clip a bag of cask wine to a Hills Hoist clothes line and spin it around like Wheel of Fortune and whoever it lands on drinks. I happen to have one in my backyard and friends coming around on the weekend so we may relive our youth and have a crack at it.
The city of Canberra is an experiment in many ways, special planning, architecture and features and I feel that the social scenes that rise and fall are the soul of this town.
Bring on the summer.
