We Share Much In Common

The rhymes come to me and on paper i pen them down Though in that for me there's no wealth or renown And something for me to rhyme of every day To rhyme is so easy it does seem this way A bird whose song is quite familiar to me The silver bill magpie pipes on a gum tree In practicing his music he spends some of his time A bird addicted to song as i am to rhyme The beautiful music so pleasant to hear Of the bird who does sing every day of the year We share much in common does that seem a strange thing I rhyme for the love of it and he loves to sing He is an ageing bird and i am an ageing man But we will sing and rhyme for as long as we can.