The flute of the Aussie magpie is a pleasant thing to hear
On nights in late Winter and early Spring it echoes melodious and clear
A thing of natural beauty is always a thing of joy
I've been in love with Nature ever since i was a boy
The white and black Australian magpies some call them piping shrike
In looks and song unmistakeable they do not have a look alike
At nesting time aggressive or at least that way inclined
They harass dogs and cats in their territory and they harass human kind
They eat invertebrates and such and on smaller birds they prey
But what is natural cannot be cruel for this is Nature's way
A blackbird or a silver eye to their taste buds taste sweet
For them to live others must die and humans too eat meat
At nesting time all night and day around their borders they fly
And how nice to hear them piping when the moon shines in the sky.
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