White Fronted Chats

I see them often though not every day The male with dark breast band and white, brown and gray And the female plain as females often are In birdsworld males the prettier birds by far. Quiet little birds of late that I've come to know You see them where rough grass and bracken grow They search for their prey insects on the ground And with nodding heads you see them walk around. In paddocks not far from the ocean shore The poets and painters them seem to ignore As you approach them they rise up and fly And 'White fronted chats' the name they are known by. They build their cup shaped nest of grass and hay On shrub and three or sometimes four eggs lay Pale spotted eggs their nests are seldom found Though shrubs and tussocks you may search around. They are not common neither are they rare And they have their places don't live everywhere In paddocks not far distant from the sea White fronted chats are birds one often see.