Page 14 - Riki and the Ship

Within no time at all there were few birds around, The bush was all silent with barely a sound.
So poor lonely Riki with no friends of his own, Asked Weta’s advice in his hollow tree home.
“Oh Riki!” said Weta “Come have a seat.
I’ll tell you of others you may like to meet
On Motuara Island there are many like you,
red crowns and green chests, they love to sing too!”