The white backed magpie he flutes on the black wattle tree
Where Nature's great beauty is all around me
And i know them by their song though them i cannot see
The black and white birds known to most as pee wee.
The sparrows for to build their nest under the eaves collect feathers and hay
At this time of year they chirp all through the day
And the goldfinches familiar in their twittering song
The voices of some birds one should never get wrong.
October the prime month of the Spring of the year
Far south of the tropics of the Southern Hemisphere
Today it is warm around 30 degrees
With a refreshing coolness in the afternoon breeze.
The song of the blackbird is so pleasant to hear
He pipes in his territory to where I'm standing near
And the park lush and green from the recent Spring showers
So lovely bedecked in it's wildborn flowers.
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