In The Nobbies Poem by Francis Duggan

In the Nobbies Phillip Island on the cliffs above the sea
The silver gulls breed in their thousands a squawky noisy colony
They feel security in numbers no place for a bird of prey
If a hawk or kite approaches they are quickly chased away.

Bus loads of Japanese tourists come here to take in the scenic view
Phillip Island an attraction so much for to see and do
They throw scraps to the noisy silvers who fight for each morsel of food
In Spring and Summer they feel hungry they must feed their fast growing brood.

After nightfall they view the penguins less than half a mile away
Penguins are unpaid performers but for to view them tourists pay
Man has ways of exploiting Nature one is for financial gain
And that they cash in on the Penguins doesn't seem too hard to explain.

In the Nobbies Phillip Island you won't see a tall gum tree
But silver gulls nest in their thousands on the cliffs above
the sea
And from those cliffs you see wild beauty something man could never tame
And that man should cash in on Nature now as ever seems a shame.