Up in the tree,
A kookabarra i see,
A picture i need,
To show my family.
So I climb the tree,
That big bloody tree,
Im close to he,
Ready to take that picture i need.
He is looking at me,
OOPS!!!!
My foot slips,
In the tree,
Out of the tree,
Falling free,
Collecting every limb,
In that bloody tree.
Hitting the ground,
On my back at the bottom,
Of that bloody tree,
With the kookarbarra,
Looking at me.
Hearing him laugh,
With so much glee,
Is that bloody kookarbarra,
Laughing at me?
Colin Bradley.