The Bushman’s Christmas Surprise.

Christmas ’twas mere days away,
As the Bushman sat present wrapping,
Singing classic Christmas carols,
To which his foot ’twas tapping.

When something through a window,
Distracted his concentrating eye,
Curiously the Bushman ventured closer,
As his startled horse reared to the sky.

There on his verandah stood,
Much to the Bushman’s surprise,
A six foot plus white kangaroo,
With piercing sky blue eyes.

Not far away ’twas another,
Whose leg appeared to be injured,
Then a third wearing a harness,
Made the scene seem completely absurd!

Three snowy white kangaroos,
The Bushman thought he was dreaming!
’Till he tripped over his poor dogs tail,
Whom let out his version of surprised screaming.

Then up hopped a fourth kangaroo,
To see what had caused all the matter,
A fifth dragging a leather strap,
Followed with a bit of a clatter.

The Bushman looked from roo to roo,
Trying to figure it all out,
When a large man in a big red suit,
Came out of the bush giving a shout:

‘Ho, Ho, Hello there my friend.
My aircraft’s crashed just through there,
Most of my boomers got away okay,
But could you help me get back in the air?’

The Bushman couldn’t believe his eye’s,
Here was Santa asking for his help,
‘Certainly’ was all he could manage to say,
Whilst his dog gave him an encouraging yelp.

Not too far off the Bushman’s homestead,
Santa’s sleigh ’twas caught up in the top of a gumtree,
A sixth kangaroo in a harness was dangling,
Thus getting him down unscathed was the key.

The Bushman soon knew what to do,
Dashed back home to get some supplies,
Whilst a flock of birds in the trees overhead,
Sang loudly their mocking song cries.

‘Twasn’t long ‘till the Bushman returned,
With ropes and his trusty chestnut horse,
They tied and swung them over nearby trees,
And securely to the sleigh of course!

After lowering down the last kangaroo,
They slowly lowered Santa’s sleigh,
Tended all the kangaroo’s injuries,
‘Fore Santa went up upon his way.

Soon ’twas Christmas eve,
And snuggled by the fireplace,
The Bushman and his beloved lady,
Were discussing Santa’s big worldwide race.

When from overhead they heard crystal clear:
‘HO HO HO HO HELLO! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU,
BUSHMAN, THANKS FOR ALL YOUR HELP,
IN MAKING DREAMS WORLD WIDE COME TRUE!’

The Bushman’s Lady sat watching in disbelief,
As presents then appeared beneath their tree,
Whilst sounds of sleigh bells rang through the sky,
Filling the surrounding bushland with magic and glee.