But there's music in the air!

As we bused out to Earlwood,
That dark and fateful day,
We little thought our precious lives
Might be blown away!
We were greeted with great warmth,
Dark beer and BBQ,
There was marinated chicken,
Beef, lamb and kangaroo.

But it's haul upon the halyards,
Lash down that plate of roo -
I tell you, mates,
We had a time at John and Jenny's BBQ!

Cheerily,
Charley Noble