New to North Queensland from London we came.
Immigrants we were but what’s in a name?
We ‘Poms’ advised to mind the wildlife;
Told some are ferocious, can lead to strife.
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There were some nasties we encountered there,
But fleas the ones almost too much to bear;
In London fleas were the cause of much shame -
Mum swore us to secrecy; we were to blame.
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Happens one day with washing on the line
Mum chats with the neighbor as weather’s fine.
Neighbor makes comment in passing so small:
(Mum still troubled by the disgrace of it all),
“Those bloody fleas are hav’in a ball!”