A kangaroo is such a funny creature

his long tail bounces every time he hops,

the pouch is not his only famous feature,

as now his meat is sold in all the shops.

The farmers know they fight a losing battle,

they plant for cows but others like grass too,

the paddocks are exclusively for cattle,

but tell that to a starving hungry roo!

He sleeps all day in bush so thick and rugged,

then with his mates at dark he creeps about,

poor farmer tries to stop him but he's buggered,

there never was a fence could keep him out.

And so they hunt at night - it's called spotlighting,

in olden times the slaughter was immense,

and then the left-wing yuppies started fighting

and came to mister kangaroo's defense.

The race is now the Great Australian Derby,

to market roo meat, sell it everywhere,

you get those greens to throw it on the barbie,

with just one bite I bet they cease to care.

So grab some wallaby and stock your chiller,

some steaks or chops or tail - it's all delish,

go chuck some roo today upon the griller,

I guarantee a tasty Aussie dish.

They're cute, I know, the joey's such a teaser,

but still a problem, so I say to you,

discover kangaroo meat, fill your freezer,

don't worry, there'll be plenty in the zoo.

 
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