I saw a creature in long shaded grass
 Apparently brown and moving fast
 It turned and twisted while trying to pass
 Through slender grain of yellow cast
  
 I looked some time at its bobbing head
 At its swinging tail strange pointed red
 The smooth curved back came round again
 Fluidly rodent it looked up at me then
  
 To my surprise it turned out to be
 Not a snake or rodent looking at me
 But of avian descent with full head to see
 A juvenile rosella stared knowingly
  
 Who’d have thought such bright disguise
 Could cloud the vision of observer eyes
 On the ground coloured plumage denied
 Flashy brilliance so vivid in the sky