"Dainty trees"

Come and have a dance in your big soft boots. Come and trip the light fantastic, Come and have a whirl in your bright tropical suits But be sure they're made of plastics 'Cos it rains a bit.

All join hands and dance around the tree With your big soft boots stepping tenderly, Trying not to crush the plants Or upset the little ants 'Cos they'll have a fit.

You see the dainty trees of Daintree
Aren't really used to lots of fest
In boots
And shoes.
The news
Is that the very place you want to see
It's so dainty
That it might be better
If you kept to the path
and, don't laugh,
Just looked at it.

by Victor Barker