The Bush That I Adore

A wattle forest filled the bush,
And kangaroo paw too,
As you feel one with nature,
The bush is calling you.

You run around the billabong,
You run straight through the trees,
You run around the campfire,
While Mum harvests among the bees.

You see an echidna crawling,
Upon the forest floor,
A wombat and a koala,
The land that I adore!