Scratch! Scratch!

Goes the little brown ball of spikes.

Thump! Thump!

Goes the kangaroo’s feet.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Goes the wind blowing through my hair.

 

The beautiful sky,

As beautiful as the blue sea.

The nice green grass,

As fresh as water.

The dark holes, just like caves.

Fences, as dirty as mud.

 

I can smell the smoke

From the recent fire,

The fresh green grass.

l can smell the Eucalypt leaves.