THE THING BILLY SAW IN
THE PARK by Joe Craig
Billy saw a thing in the
park.
At first he wasn’t sure cos
it was just getting dark
But he chased it a bit,
watched it run, walk, sit
Then suddenly, with utter
glee, it took a step and bent its knee and…
BOUNCE BOUNCE DOINNNGG
That was the thing
that the thing
really seemed to be
enjoying.
BOUNCE BOUNCE DOINNNGG
“Oh my, that’s a wallaby.”
said Billy.
“A wallaby! It has to be.
I know my mum’ll wanna see a
wallaby
Here in the city where a
wallaby should never be.
Mum, come with me, coz I
think I found a wallaby!”
“Are you sure?” said Mum.
“Now, now, come, come,
You don’t get a park in the
city fully of wallabies.
Let’s not be silly, Billy.
It can’t be a wallaby.”
So Billy dragged his mum to
the spot
where the thing had been
jumping about such a lot.
It was there, in the trees,
with pointy ears and bendy knees,
And this really cool move it
was deploying, going:
BOUNCE BOUNCE DOINNNGG
“A wallaby!” cried mum. “I
never would’ve thought it, but it’s true,
Right here in the park in
the city,
There’s a wallaby just
roaming free.
Believe you me, it’s the
strangest thing we’ll ever see but:
A wallaby’s a wallaby.”
Mum ran to tell all the
neighbours and the neighbours told the press,
who made ever such a mess
and the press told the cops
and the cops told the Mayor,
who rushed straight there.
“I WANNA SEE THE WALLABY!”
she yelled out loud as she
dived through the crowd.
The people gathered round to
see the thing Billy found.
But they didn’t get too near
cos they couldn’t see it clear
and they trembled in fear.
The neighbours all jeered as
they peered through the fog
“It’s got to be a dog.
You just don’t get a park in
the city full of wallabies.”
A man from the press with
his glasses on wonkey
Said, “It’s nothing like a
dog, it’s a very small donkey.”
A very big cop shouted,
“Everybody STOP.
I should check this creature
isn’t gonna try and eat ya.”
So he marched right up to it
while the others watched him do it,
Then he ran away scared cos
he thought it was a bear.
Then poor Billy
shouted, “Please!
Don’t be silly.
Look at those knees.
Look at its pouch
Look at how it’s crouched.”
Then he showed them how it did
what a wallaby can do
How it bounced, how it
doinged.
Billy bounced and doinged
too
Like a crazy, bouncy, doingy
boy because
That’s the only way he knew
how to show them what it was.
“This is not a dog or a
donkey or a bear
Or a fish or a pig or a hat
or a honey bee.
I know just what it is, what
it was and what it’s gonna be.
It’s strange to find it
here, but maybe here’s where the wallabies’ll wanna be
When they all see the way we
treat a wallaby
And that’s what it is,
because:
A wallaby’s a wallaby.”
The neighbours all gasped.
“Nobody asked for a park
full of wallabies,
Here in the city. Oh, what a
silly wallaby,
Stuck in the city where he
really doesn’t wanna be.”
A man from the press looked
quite distressed.
“I don’t want a park in the
city full of wallabies.
BOUNCE BOUNCE DOINNNGG could
be really quite annoying.”
The cops had no clue what to
do about the hullabaloo,
“It might have claws so
according to the law
We should put it in the
zoo.”
“Wait,” said the Mayor.
“I have something to declare.
It is, after all, my decision
that counts
And I’ve got a most
important bit of news to announce…
This park is now a special
park for wallabies to
DOINNNGG DOINNNGG BOUNCE!”
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