Boris the Wombat

Boris the wombat was very fat So fat in fact That he had to sit back on his hind legs Just like a dog when he begs His best friend was called Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat One day Boris and Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat Went to pay a visit to their friend, Roxy the fruit bat But when they finally got there Roxy explained in a pained voice That she slept all day and played all night So Boris and Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat Said goodbye to Roxy the fruit bat As she snuggled up tight Boris and Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat Wanted a friend and so in the end They decided to see Nelly the Numbat When Nelly saw Boris and Pat, the wombat in the Akubra hat She asked them if they had seen Roxy the fruit bat But they told her that Roxy wouldn’t come out to play In the day And that was that Then Nelly the numbat Asked Boris why he was so fat And asked Pat why he wore that stupid Akubra hat Well they had enough of being insulted And so they bolted After that they were sleepy and exhausted And all of Boris’s bulky weight made his legs seem like lead And Pat the wombat’s Akubra hat seemed glued to his head It was getting late And the duo still hadn’t found a play date So they decided to call it a day And that’s the end of the story, mate!