A magpie lark sung in the town park today
Peewee peewee peewee is all he did say
A familiar bird with a familiar song
Peewee are the notes that he pipe all day long
Familiar to many and familiar to me
He and wife build cup shaped nest of mud on fork of branch of tree
Quite happy to live in the big city park
The dainty black and white Aussie the famed magpie lark
They sing all year round Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring
And their familiar peewee the only note they sing
Birds one often does see and every day hear
To humans they are happy for to live near
As i walked by the town park i heard the peewee
One known by his song him you don't have to see.
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