My bat blocks out an over
It’s easy to play the defence
I kiss my lucky clover
Then I hit the ball over the fence

Sometimes I give them catches
Because I play in the summer when it’s hot
Now they will lose matches
Because I am going to play some nice shots

It is a size six
So strong like bricks
Raise my bat when I get fifty “hooray”
Then I get out on sixty

My bat may brake
So I fix it with special tape
I give it nice cherries
I live in the middle of Australia and my bat punches the ball out to the ferries

It may not be the best
But it does the job mostly in the west
I love hitting a six or a four
But I love my bat so much more