They may live In dry deserts, But it’s not their Just desserts! They are true survivors, Their poohs are Ground revivers In the hottest desert spots! They don’t envy You your jungle, They LOVE What they have got! By J.R.Poulter, 2023
Once I had a seesaw That lifted me up high. I saw across my neighbours, Right up into the sky.
My seesaw let me see so far I saw the distant sea, So now I call my seesaw A seesawsawseasee
You can hear these gull calls at:
https://www.seattletimes.com/pacific-nw-magazine/listen-gull-calls/
Patrick Platypus’s
Work was arduous
For he was trying to remove a pumpkin
From his hole where it had sunken.
He asked help from Myrtle the turtle
And her face went really purple
When she pushed and prodded
But her effort was dogged
And together they moved the pumpkin
From his hole where it had sunken.
Australian Children’s Poetry 