Christmas at the Beach
Playing on the beach footy lazing in the shade,
which by its nature is to say, what I say is Christ yeah female created He.
If the good is in the nature of things, that do not pay attention, but in the cricket a ton
in a few balls wacked beneath the wave, now it's really fun to Australians the fly.
Kids run every day fizzy drinks pigging
, where the "lamb of god's existence is not in adults, may go in to the night a stink.
Worn out, frazzled, but the true great sunburnt
of Christ, or the Aussie on the beach, what more can I say.
This is Bob's original poem, Christmas at the Beach
Its funny that the reverse translation from Latin back to English doesn't look like Bob's original
