Dragging an iron rake

The tractor wallows

Across the ocean of the paddock

With a fine excrement of gulls

In its wake.

It has two large paddle wheels,

A funnel, with smoke;

And the captain is on the bridge.

Having cast off a couple

Of moments ago,

He sets a course for the opposite hedge.

Source:

Heddle, E. M. (Ed.). (1965) The Boomerang Book of Australian Poetry. Croydon, VIC: Longmans, Green and Co. Ltd.