Willy Wags His Tail

On the fence post willy wagtail wags his tail about Then from his perch he suddenly flies out To snatch a flying insect passing by A fly, mosquito, bee or butterfly Willy in his coat of black and white In the town park is a familiar sight And though not the finest songster of the Spring You recognize him by the song he sing His borders he aggressively does mark He tries to chase the bigger magpie from the park But the magpie who on Willy's kind is known to prey Does not seem scared of him in any way On the fence post or on branch of tree or ground The willy wagtail wags his tail around.