A Day In February

The calendar Autumn just four days away It is such a pleasant late February day It has not rained for some time the paddocks brown, bare and dry And not one sign of rain in the blue and sunny sky The bird who does sing every day of the year The flute of the magpie melodious and clear And the long billed corellas do call as they fly To the tall trees where they rest and roost in a paddock nearby Though the warmest of Summer it seems to have gone The dry spell of weather it does linger on Farmer Joe about his dry and bare paddocks complain Who can blame him if he is one wishing for rain Since he has to feed his dairy cows hay He does earn his living in the hardest way.