Had to write a poem for my Pop Songs & Poetry class and wasn't quite ready to write a deep and meaningful love sonnet so... Behold, my "Ode to Vegemite" (written around the time I may have received a replenishing jar from Mum!):
"Black tar housed in yellow and red,
Salty wonder we spread on bread,
A zing on the tongue,
Ejoyed by old and young,
Oh Vegemite, you're so right!
Now rare as gold,
Nowhere is it sold,
As addictive as 'coke',
Or the need for a smoke,
Oh Vegemite, you're so right.
A certain craving it sates,
Should be called 'vege-mate',
Can't live without the stuff,
But convincing others is tough,
Oh Vegemite, you're so right.
Mine shipped from abroad,
Stockpiles I horde,
No substitute I've found,
Searched the world round,
Oh Vegemite, you're so right."
A year spent studying in Europe is sure to throw up at least a few interesting things to post on the world wide web so, after some convincing from a wiser and far more technologically advanced colleague, here goes... I'll be based in Maastricht, Netherlands (well known as the birth place of musical maestro Andre Rieu and dishy swimmer Peter van den Hoogenband of course), but will be flitting across the continent when I get the chance. Jealous...?
Love it, love it, love it. I'm sure Aussie travellers the world round will be humming this little ditty. I sense a revolution ...
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Hahahahaha... LOVE IT!!!!
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