Bunbury is my Home

As young and old united, they stand
They acknowledge Wardandi country, hand in hand
We care for country, we care for land
Everywhere around us from soil to sand

Red-tails glide, soar up above
Graceful as dancers, in the form of flying love
The djiti djiti as it’s known,
Noisily chirps, for he isn’t alone

Flamboyant skill dispersed in the streets
Amongst stereotypes like athletes
The lighthouse giving perpetual light
So the ships can relax and not get a fright

Because our baltic rocks may demolish
While old volcanoes, they might need a polish
This is all around us from high to low
In the city of Bunbury where people go to and fro

Although this is the place where many roam
From the parks to the ocean, it’s always been my home