As I sat on a Sydney balcony admiring the view,
which included planes every couple of minutes,
I heard a song and turning around I saw that I was being watched
by a kookaburra on the balcony opposite.
I was inspired to sing an Australian nursery rhyme (with one or two word changes) “Kookaburra sits on the balcony/Merry merry king of the town is he/Laugh Kookaburra, Laugh Kookaburra…”
“Gay your life must be…”
“High in Syd-en-ey”.
And when he had sat there long enough, (can you see him?)
he flew down to be with his mate. (Can you see them?)
(Apologies to Marion Sinclair)