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Member since 21 Jan 2007
Member from Katikati
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There’s a Tui in our tree.
He wakes me every morning.
With a warble and a whistle.
As if to say.
‘Stop yawning, get up you lazy bones.
A new day has begun.
Wash your face and comb your hair.
And greet the morning sun.
There’s a Tui in our tree.
Mum puts the washing out.
He doesn’t seem to mind
When people are about.
With a warble and a whistle
He sings his cheerful song.
The only time he flies away
Is when ‘Tiger’ comes along.
‘Tiger’s not a tiger, he’s just our family cat.
He’s rather old.
He’s rather slow.
And he’s very, very fat.
He couldn’t climb a tree
In his senior years.
So keep singing little Tui
Sing up and have no fears.