I was asked to go to tassie
to do some work down there
no anchors in my life
no worries i said without care
a plane trip down to melbourne
did open my eyes wide
the terminals so far apart
in between macca's did reside
after dragging my gear along
for about a kay and a half
i reached the gate of departure
with not a skerrick of a laugh
boarded that jet all tuckered out
but my enthusiasm high
snuggled into that seat
and let the flight enthuse my sigh
it was hot when we left
but the clouds came rolling in
with it came the cold
and nowhere to be seen my grin
it drizzled when we landed
it drizzled when we ate
it drizzled when we arrived at camp
it drizzled till very late
then it poured like there was no tomorrow
and then it bloody stopped
and then without warning
it poured a bloody lot
i didn't see too much the time i was there
my bum was up and my head down
no time there was to spare
but i do remember seeing
the densest forest i have ever seen
as i clambered up the hill
it stretched for miles beautiful and green
you could not see a metre in
it was so very dense
it called out to me
its beauty made sense
i'd swear i'd go back
and spend a year there
and explore the place they called tassie
an experience i'd like to share ........