The Great Ocean Road: The Twelve Apostles and Gibson Steps
Twelve slabs of limestone, Sitting on a beach. When the ocean got hungry, They were the only meal within reach. On a fine Sunday morning, The slabs were down to eleven. The ocean is rather a glutton, For, now, there are seven. – Yours Truly. The Queen of Crime, who? hehe. With that bit of ominous poetry, Imma dive right in to the second stop … Continue reading The Great Ocean Road: The Twelve Apostles and Gibson Steps
