Little Thunder found a drum in the shed. Boom!

"Let's make a band," said Suzy. "A word band! We clap the beats in farm words."

Spike went first. "Dog." Clap. "One beat!"

Suzy tried "Kel-pie." Clap, clap. "Two beats!"

Little Thunder grinned. "Kan-ga-roo!" Clap, clap, clap. "Three beats!"

A kangaroo hopped over to the fence. "Did someone say my name?"

"We're clapping syllables," Spike explained. "Syllables are the beats in a word."

The kangaroo thumped her tail. "Try a long one. Cock-a-too!"

Clap, clap, clap. "Three!" said Suzy.

Then Canberra the cow wandered by. "What about my name?"

"Can-ber-ra," they chanted. Clap, clap, clap.

Little Thunder banged his drum for every beat. Boom, boom, boom!

By sunset, the whole farm was clapping. Even the hens joined in. Cluck-cluck!

"Cluck-cluck has two beats," laughed Suzy, clapping along. "Our band needs a name. How about the Paddock Beats?"

Little Thunder counted on his hooves. "Pad-dock Beats. Clap, clap, clap. Three beats!"

"Perfect," said Spike, wagging his tail. "Our band is the best band in the bush!"