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A Bush Walk

On a clear day, under a blue sky My friends and I Decided to go for a picnic lunch So we headed out with a basket full of yummy Things to munch on The walk was long But we were having fun Warming our bodies in the midday sun But while our fun had just begun We were in for a shock For sunning himself on a rock Was a wombat wearing an akubra hat My god he was an ugly little thing And one of the ugliest wombats I’ve ever seen We all let out a startled scream Because this wombat could walk the walk As well as talk the talk And he told us with a snort That he was going to take our lunch And not to complain Or he’d punch our lights out Were we that game? We all gave an angry shout There was no way we were going to let him steal our meal just then the wombat let out a startled squeal because at that moment who should come crashing through the bush? It’s none other than Skippy the kangaroo Woooohooo! He’ll know what to do The true blue superhero In for some action like Robert De Nero We decide to call him Here skip! We call But watch in dismay as he trips and falls Over a rock He took a hard knock And as Skippy crumpled to the floor Faster than and unwashed sock We knew for sure That Skippy was more zero than hero And as we stood there We were scared once more When the wombat saw this He jumped off his rock And gave us a look that made our hearts stop But then we realized his size He was only inches high With a smile I raised my foot And kicked that wombat into the sky With a relived we saw that wombat fly Now that was all over and done We could start having fun again And we got to keep our lunch in the end!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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Date: 6/2/2015 7:00:00 PM
Wonderful write, they do change their tune when they are smaller than you. a 7
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