Australian Country

The loud screeching noises  
The coughing and spluttering 
From the grey polluted air 
The long busy roads 
And buildings as tall as giants 
Busy, crowded  
Not a tree in sight 

The clucks and the mooos  
The big inhales and laughter  
From the fresh clean air 
The spacious open paddocks 
And houses as small as backyard pools 
Alone with some friends a tree wherever you look