There once was a poor ballerina.
Her tutu might have been much cleaner.
But she munched on a biscuit,
a blunder to risk it,
a Tim-Tam, a small misdemeanour.

Your voice lit the world with song,
And honestly, we loved you.
Fame found you, raised you up,    
But changed you not, it's true...

And then your voice found a cause,
A purpose — lives to save.
A new Olivia we saw:
Undaunted, kind, and brave...

We hear your voice singing still,
Olivia Newton-John.
In Australian hearts you'll stay, 
The girl who's never gone.

An impressive, aggressive iguana
while eating his breakfast banana
slipped on the skin
went into a spin
and ended up flying to Ghana.
 
 
 

There was a young fellow named Scott,
Whose nose kept on filling with snot.
So with one mighty blow
He caused blood then to flow 
And immediately wished he had not.

There once was a postie called Progge

Who had a most wonderful dog

It could carry more letters

Than fifteen red setters

And he never got lost in the fog!