There were THREE in the scrub,
Eating a pineapple pie,
Red Kangaroo, Mouse and Wallaby too,
When Peter Possum walked by.
There were FOUR in the scrub,
Eating their way through the crust;
When out of the blue came Fred Cockatoo
With some cordial to wash down the dust.
There were FIVE in the scrub;
Nothing was left but the crumbs;
But when George the Galah drove up in his car,
They were all fast asleep neath the gums.
By Dan Valley