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This is a song I wrote about a tree not far north of Melbourne that looks like a rooster. I first noticed it about 10 years ago... the song tells the rest of the story. It's all played, recorded and videoed by me. Still photos are from the Hume Highway Rooster Tree Appreciation Society on Facebook. For more about me, go to http://malwebb.com When wending north of Melbourne town along the great M31 Avail your eyes horizonwise to see some freerange freeway fun At almost of Four K's short of Broadford, sort of Forbesish latitude* A growing crowing slowly showing swells your heart with gratitude, when... Chorus: Heading up the Hume, at signs for Clonbinane My eyes behold a sight that quite delights me once again High on yonder hill, it cheers me up no end To see the Rooster Tree, my friend around the bend For yonks I thought this fine faux fowl affair was mine and mine alone But then a flock of fans in Wang informed me how this love has grown My private roadside scene, "Road Island Red in Green", has flown the coop Hume Highway Hilltop He Hen Tree Huggers now have a Facebook group [Chorus] Initially I called it Chicken Tree but gender reassigned And utter nutters see a Squirrel Tree, but we don't like their kind When from afar it's singular but closer view shows more than two It's like a grand arboreal syzygy that lines up right on cue, when... [Chorus] It seems that even heathens like myself can't stop the dropping jaw Indeed the least religious still prodigiously have sacred awe for it But plant poultry idolitry may sway you from your path Distracting leghorn leafed belief can leave a tragic aftermath, when... Hurtling... [Chorus] Though threat of bushfire and imprudent pruning fuel my brooding fears This plucky hilltop topiary's stayed clucky, luckily for years May its herbaceous gallinaceous grace embrace these times of doubt So future generations get the chance to say "Hey, check that out", when... Hooning... [Chorus] ©Mal Webb 2009 I've since changed this line to "...kind of Kilmore latitude".