Swiftly he swoops,

Soaring he flies,

He is a kookaburra,

Way up in the skies.

Then he comes down,

Searching for prey, 

He does this a lot,

In fact, everyday.

Ferocious, his talons, 

Mighty is he, 

And yet he always

Circles back to his tree.

Although he is powerful,

Strong, and daring,

The kookaburra can also

Be very caring.

His voice so loud, 

His laughter seems to fly,

Up, up, up,

Throughout the earth and up high.