Up There In The Wild Snowy Mountains Poem by Francis Duggan

Up there in the wild Snowy Mountains the wombats at nightfall venture out
For to graze in the high and brown paddocks and enjoy their nocturnal walkabout
And dingoes the wild brown dogs are howling once heard them one cannot mistake
They rest in the woods in the daylight and hunt from nightfall till daybreak.

Up there in the wild Snowy Mountains the wild brumby stallions neigh in the night
They rear and kick and they bite each other as for love of their females they fight
And the boobook owls on the gum trees mopoke mopoke is their cry
The night in the big mountain country belong to those of daylight shy.

By daybreak in the Snowy Mountains the night creatures at rest for the day
In tree cavities and in their burrows from predators hidden away
The kookaburras can be heard laughing and to greet the dawn songbirds in song
In a place of very few people the Landscape to Nature belong.

To the rugged and old Snowy Mountains the Seasons they come and they go
Where the clear waters of the Snowy River inland from the steep foothills flow
It babbles through woods and brown paddocks on it's journey down to the sea
Through this beautiful part of Eastern Australia renowned for it's great scenery.