Smoky plumes of sulphur fumes, yellow against those molten rocks, this scene’s by a volcano where eruptions haven’t stopped.
Splashing sea with hissing glee we see where steaming lava ran into the chilly ocean and turned to dark obsidian.
The reddest, hottest minerals, when slowly cooled, turn crystalline. But liquid rocks are shocked to glass when quickly cooled by ocean’s brine.
Who spilled the rainbow?
Who turned it upside down?
Now all the colours
Are messed up on the ground.
It must have been some silly bird
Not watching where it flew –
It brought the rainbow
Crashing down
In a shower of goo.
I saw the erky-perky bird flying through the sky. I saw the erky-perky bird had only got one eye.
It did an erky-perky from high up in the sky. But when it circled back again, I saw its second eye!
The moral of the story's clear: Do not be misled. The erky-perky bird has eyes both sides its head.
Of all the living creatures yet found,
In the air, the sea or the ground.
There are none quite like the worm.
They squiggle and they squirm.
They live in the earth.
For what it’s worth.
I like them…
On toast.
Yum!
Australian Children’s Poetry 