Diary of Mister Blunt - tales from my Quarantined Ass

Australians all let us rejoice...
for we're in quarantiiiiiiinnnneeee
We've Golden Gate and Sofitel
skyscrapers built on saaaaaannnndddd
You cannot leave your five star room
the pool is out of bounds
Fill every page at every stage
with details you already gave
Now I don't feel lonely cos
the state is in lockdoooooowwwnnnn
from lofted balcons let us sing
Advance Oz Quarantiiiiiiinnnee
The laughing stock from sea to sea
Advaaaaaaance
Ozzz
Quarrrrr
aaaannnnn
tiiiiiiiinnnneeee
'and now here's Alan Jones with his feelings'

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