Lush green country,
Dense thick undergrowth, 
In a white gum tree, 
A great big sloth, 

After the rains, 
Birds dance.
On the plains, 
Kangaroos prance.

Away from the mainland, 
In a canopy deep below. 
Giant stems sway, 
To the rhythm of the waves, 
Leading shoals astray,
In the unfathomed depths. 

When the moon rises
Upon a distant shore, 
The devil cackles, 
Seen no more.
As if immune to the chapel.