All the Way to China
Some crazy days,
I get a notion,
To dig my way,
To China.
Other days,
I’m in a mood,
To tunnel out,
To Russia.
In between,
I often dream,
Of trotting off,
To Australia.
Here and there,
I may think I,
Can make it,
To Tunisia.
My goal is not,
To run away,
To disappear,
Or leave ya.
I simply start,
To fantasize,
‘Bout what life is like,
…in Rhodesia!
