I’ve been bitten by a tick
And I’ve even had a nick
From a King Brown snake upon my boot
Had a spider in my face
With a web that felt like lace
And been chased by an irate Bandicoot
A Maggie bit my hat
And it wasn’t only that
‘Cause a Turkey had my finger with a ring
Then down along the beach
I bent down to reach
A bottle that was blue and had a sting
This ruddy Aussie fauna
Will chase you in a corner
And savage you and bite you half to death
But that’s not as bad as getting
A bit of heavy petting
From a Sheila with some muscle and bad breath
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