In the Australian forest stands a bird so rare,

With feathers bright and a striking stare.

This fig hunter is a sight to behold,

Its beauty and grace that never get old.

 

The Coxen fig parrot, with wings of emerald, green,

Flits through the forest, a miracle unseen.

A master of slyness, a creature of grace,

An amazing species that can't be replaced.

 

So, if you ever enter its jungle-like domain,

You might catch a glimpse of this elegant remain.

Listen for its soft chirping sound,

As it soars and swoops all around.

 

For in its green feathers and piercing eyes,

Lies the magic of the rainforest, a paradise.

The Coxen fig parrot, a rare sight indeed,

Is a bird that we must protect and heed.

 

The parrot as rare as gold buried deep,

A species we must strive to keep.

Let's protect their habitat and their home ahead,

So, on you, future generations depend.