A Magpie Is Warbling
F Francis Duggan
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The day it is breezy and sunny though cool
And in the coastal City of Warrnambool
A magpie is warbling on a sunlit tree
His flute like notes familiar to many and familiar to me
A voice that is always quite pleasant to hear
His kind known to sing every day of the year
A black and white feathered minstrel his sort known far and wide
In the towns or the town parks or in the countryside
On a December evening near the Summer's prime
Aging twenty sixteen is running out of time
In their breeding Season magpies sing at night
One often hear them warbling in the moonlight
Though the sun it is shining a cool wind blowing from Lady Bay
And a magpie is warbling in Kepler St Today.
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