Lodel-ay-hee-hoooo

To the Pink mountains

Earlier than early morning

a shower should have been welcoming

little could we detect

nor did we expect

to be

cleansed, nourished and drenched 

right at the train station

ahhhhhhhhhhh!

we squealed

running to our car

clapping

clothes flapping

enjoying

the surreal exhilaration.

Say what say what saywhat saywhat sayhey!

we began waving our arms

leaning out of the window

zigzagging on soaked roads

enjoying

sky's thundering

indigo disco.

The pine trees

joined us

by

dancing and crooning

their

needle leaves

twirling and cajoling

drooping

wooden babyfruits

to keep their chin up

because

somewhere near

a picture was being clicked

in close-up.