Ahhh, Burnie, mate, it's a quirky gem!

Strolling down Devonport Road near the old timber mill - oh, the memories!

I dunno man, it's like "I'm waiting for my time to shine ..." kinda vibe.

You see, my dating site work taught me secret love spots.
There's a park up at 5th Avenue Park, right by the Emu River.

I always wander there, thinking "melting shadows of forgotten dreams…"

Yeah, pure Requiem feels, like damn, it's beautiful.
Just like Mr. Bean, I waddle around the Burnie Waterfront.

Sometimes I tripp, mumbling silly gibberish.

I spotting sweet cafes on Cambridge St, full of life.

I always get mad at pigeons, weirdly.
Oh, haaaa, my fav?

The old Burnie Prison, now a museum, now a quirky memory.

I almost laughed, like, "I'm alive in the heart of despair!"

Oh wait, wha?
Downtown, the street names buzz:

Sephton Ave, Market Street, and odd alley ways.

Everything flows in a jumble.

I get so excited, then f-freak out suddenly.
You know, I overheard urban legends in tidbits.

Secret coupling spots on Bluff Road, real hidden treasure.

Boom, like, surprise secret whispers everywhere.
Aight, errr relly need to mention the Burnie Marina.

Old ships creak, and I think,

"Dreams turn into nightmares sometimes ..."

Kind of intense like Requiem's lines, huh?
I can be so, like, ridiculously stoked.

I saw rainbow fish near Upper River Bend.

It felt like magic... but, oh, so surreal.
Brunch on Hurley Street?

Brekky spots found with odd critters.

I once spilled coffee - oh gosh, tot rly messy!

Lol, I'm rambling again, sorry mate.
I luv Burnie, even with its quirks.

My dating site toes have spotted cute corners,

like a secret back alley, where folks vibe.

Ah, bleedin typical Burnie magic here.
Sorr, I know I'm spastic rapping.

Thx for listenin, friend.

Keep a watch, smoke a joke,

and visit this mad old town, ya know!
(PS: typos: tremaly, havin, splling, crzy, ohgod, radom, awsome, luv, spastic, tot, errr, rerally, jumble, rly, wha, bleedin, ahhhh)