Picnic Ground

• Picnic Ground

Picnic Ground

The eucalyptus stare like they don't want me here
We know your face, you bought passage on a ship
With a barrel of sausage
You smuggled in Old England
Tried to make it fit upon the mountain
We burn you down, you keep on coming

You're a strange animal
You smell of cobblestones
You put up signs to say
Our scientific names
You put in roads just so
The tourists can go ahh, oooh, oh
Put your plastic in the bins before you go
Always coming, asking, oh what have we done?
As if you didn't know

The eucalyptus stare like they don't want me here
And then the owl with the snake in its mouth
And the lichen and the ferns
And the rocks that hold my perch
Lean round to whisper, how'd you get this south?

You're a strange animal
You smell of cobblestones
You put up signs to say
Our scientific names
You put in roads just so
The tourists can go ahh, oooh, oh
Put your plastic in the bins before you go
Always coming, asking, oh what have we done?
As if you didn't know

© Brendan Bonsack
January 2022

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