The Australian Magpie

A feathered Australian one should not get wrong The magpie does have such a beautiful song The bird who does sing every day of the year His flute like notes are so melodious and clear On his breeding season he does sing in the night So pleasant for to hear him in the moonlight He sings his borders to proclaim and defend When any male of his own kind to him not a friend A crow sized black and white bird with a silvery dagger like bill Of predatory instincts smaller birds he does kill But in Nature it is known the strongest does rule And what happens in Nature is natural not cruel In all parts of Australia his kind to be found The piping shrikes or Aussie magpies in huge numbers abound.