Bunyip

Bunyip Old Bunyip lurked in the billabong He had a calf like face Had the body of a seal strong magic in this place Native fishermen caught small Bunyip One thought to carry it home Dream time legend says Mother came riding a wall of water So baby wouldn’t be alone Now water swirled round his feet He looked at the girl beside him Saw a black bird so sweet Black swans the tribe abide in Stay away from the billabong……..Aboriginal waterhole Bad magic there resides Don’t be a foolish plurry nong Black swans there be your guide