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
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