He's not been known to expend energy
Spends most of his life on high branch of gum tree
Scratching his ears and sitting on his bum
And feasting on the leaves of manna gum.

Whilst other creatures run and sport all day
He eat and sleep and doze his life away
Small eyes, big ears and button type dark nose
All night and day he sleep and eat and doze.

By white man hunted to extinction brink
The koala, Aboriginal for 'no drink'
The creeks all dry and no water about
But koala not been known to die in drought.

And I've been told that their numbers on increase
That conservationist gave to them a new life lease
And it's thanks to those to those who genuinely care
That Australian wood still has it's 'native bear'.

A cuddly looking creature like big cuddly toy
And I have always felt a sense of joy
The few times I've been lucky enough to see
A koala up on high branch of gum tree.

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