It happened on dust bowl road or so they say
Just outside Melrose town in the country way
When an old goanna climbed up onto the wire
And decided to take a bite as his hunger did desire
But it was the last tucker time for him
When he was electrocuted in quite a din
So he is now known as the flamin' goanna
Who exploded up the pole in a fiery manner
And as a bushfire he burnt out a hectare or two
When he flew through the air as you would do
The moral of the story is one to say to you
Don't bite into wires as they create bushfires too.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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