Kookaburra

Whoosh! Fire! Fire! 

I sit on a burnt branch as cold as ice,

I’m sitting alone just in fright.

I see a lake glistening up ahead 

Maybe if I travel there I’ll be with my native friends 

I try but I’m getting weaker and weaker 

I try and try to reach its branches 

But this tree is locked in a cage

I try to reach the branches but it shakes them

Pushing me  over and over again

Then WHOOSH! A gust of wind

I fall to the ground, my wing feels numb 

I try to get up but I only fall 

Strange hands pick me up 

Fix me up 

And put me in a CAGE!

Let me out, Oh let me out I say 

I’ll pick the lock 

Pick! Pick! Pick!

At last I’m free!