The Kookaburra

In the early morning it strikes

With historical laughter some what like a choir of high pitch laughing

And cheeky monkeys chuckling

The way it hunts with its strong beak and sharp eyes

It will sit and wait until the right time then crunch

You then here the hysterical laughter

Kooo kakakakakkakakkakaka kooo

Can you guess who I am?

I am fast

I am strong

My feathers are both white and brown

Yet sometimes with a stripe of blue

Can you guess who I am?

I like to laugh a lot when you walk past

And sometimes like to sit on your window sill

Can you guess who I am?

Some say I am the symbol for love

As I mate all year round

Did you figure out who I was?

I am the laughing kookaburra