Through customs quite fast, then up to the car, trying to
suppress all my yawning
A quite drive home, from a sixteen day roam, it's great to
be back in Australia
An early night beckons, 'bout eight I do reckon, tomorrow
I'll sort paraphernalia
Enthusiasm is waning, I am not complaining, but two more verses I would like to write
The jet lag it has hit, so I think this is it ... I'll
just pause here and bit you goodnight ...
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