The Bottlebrush Tree

The bottlebrush tree was a golden sunshine ray
                     And a crimson bouquet
A calming breeze to wash the burnt firewood smell away
The bottlebrush tree's tips are a blissful array
The bottlebrush tree has that eucalyptus tang
                     And that sweet bird song
The bottlebrush tree is next to the wattle tree where everyone plays
But the bottlebrush tree is where I stay