Leonie Parker © 2012
The kids have all gone Gangnam style and say it’s not plebeian.
I’ll have to take their word for it ‘cause I can’t speak Korean.
They’re galloping around the place on horses I can’t see.
Their arms are twirling in the air. They all look daft to me.
Why can’t they find an Aussie bloke? We’ve cultured ones aplenty.
I met a bonza bloke when I was not much more than 20.
They can keep Korean Psy and their mad dancing frenzies.
I’ll stick with my mate Bazza and the Moonee Pond McKenzies.
