the ghost kangaroo of Gundaroo

Reposting this for Halloween: 

Come gather round the campfire mates,
and we’ll share a tale or two.
And I’ll tell you one that’s true and straight,
of the Gundaroo ghost kangaroo.

T’was in the gloaming I saw him first,
a little ways up Marked-Tree road
in a paddock purpled with Paterson’s curse,
there, at the bend where I should’ve slowed.
He stood amongst a mob of greys,
and showed no fright as I passed by,
just stood his ground as they scattered away,
ghostly white ‘gainst darkening sky.
The local lads with their utes and spotlights,
who’ll put a bullet in anything,
don’t try to get him in their sights –
they know better than take a shot at him.
‘Cause he’s the ghost of every ‘roo’s been hit,
that pure white beast of Gundaroo,
by too-fast car or red-neck’s bullet.
And he’s waiting by the road for you.

This is almost entirely true.  The first time I saw the albino kangaroo that is part of a mob on the north-side of Gundaroo I was barrelling down the hill on Marked-Tree Rd and suddenly there was a big white kangaroo staring in my window, maybe a metre from me. After my initial yell of “what the @$#& was that!?” my first thought was “it’s the ghost of the kangaroo I hit almost right at this spot!”.  I’ve seen him several times since, but this is the best photo I’ve managed to get so far:

 So watch out for the ghost kangaroo if you’re driving at dusk near Gundaroo!  


Filed under musings, poem

8 responses to “the ghost kangaroo of Gundaroo

  1. I love this tale! Thanks for reposting…

  2. almost like the white tiger i suppose

  3. Wow, what a stunning poem, what a wild tale.

  4. writingwhatnots

    Ooh! Spooky, and quite scary too! Does the name Gundaroo have any connection with the word kangaroo? Apart from being, of course, a wonderful rhyme!
    (We have white squirrels in our gardens – hmm, I wonder …)

Comments? Feedback?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s