Poetry
by Phil Brown
THE STREETS OF SURFERS PARADISE
Suntans and concrete. Plastic smiles
Switch on and off like dreary dials.
When the clouds are gone the sun's like ice
On the streets of Surfers Paradise.
Days and waves. When you come
You'll melt in all this fun.
I've wandered lonely once or twice
On the streets of Surfers Paradise.
Stay and play. Forget your life,
Here there's glamour , never strife
But you'll discover every vice
On the streets of Surfers Paradise.
The clouds return. The sea is rough
And soon there will be tears enough,
They fall to earth, they run like mice,
On the streets of Surfers Paradise.
by Phil Brown
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