Through my little window of life
I observed daddy wombat
Move his obese body
Toward his car
Glancing up at my window
He smiled through his black beard
Do wombat's smile?
He eased himself into his car
Then blew the horn
Four little wombat's appeared
All with their winter coat's
All looking miniture version's of daddy wombat
What does the wombat family think i am?
Some hidious dingo, looking out
A top floor window
Oh look, mother wombat's waving
Good morning, yes beautiful day
Oh well, show's over
Back to my den
written wednesday 24 november 2004
Allan James Saywell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/urban-wombat-s/
