Eric, the Evil Emu

Eric, the Evil Emu

Up in the wild North
Where hot humidity hangs
I have heard the whispered stories
Of the rogue Emu gangs.

But the most evil outlaw
Emu story for us to muse
Splashed its grizzly tale
Across the national news.

Eric...caused havoc with the tourists
Even through protective fences
While stealing sandwiches,

He takes their teeth out
Giving work to the local dentists.

For months Eric had his way
With Tourists, Locals and the like
Till the Queensland Police were called in
To deal with Eric,

With all their might.

Now Eric, none the wiser
Of his ghastly reputation
For months gave the boys grief
Down at the Police station.

A plan was devised to catch him
involving a huge and handsome reward
People were coming from miles
Money strikes a greedy chord.

Steve Irwin had been heard to say
I'll throw my hat into the ring
But he retired, bruised and beaten
As he felt the fury of Eric's sting.

But at last, the police came there,

Taking whole control,

Alas, Eric’s now dead,

I write this poem to tell about his fall.