The Rhythm of Life
The spawn of winter
Colours of fawn
Fading days of summer forlorn
Lingering rays over misty dale
Smile of a stranger supermarket bent
The smell of Bar b`s onion and sauce
Raising money what ever the cause
Hard working mothers and dad to boot
Rugby raises for distant route
The fires are calling won`t be long
Nights of chocolate and milk so warm
The hope of a future without Labour`s reform
An insane government who think its the norm
Claim back our heritage free from deceit
What a life it will be ever so neat
(Original poem)
New Zealand today 