I’ve been around for quite some time yeah seen a thing or two
Rubbed noses with this Dingo pup and hugged a Kangaroo
I’m quite a wildlife lover; to you I tell no lies
But something really bugs me is our black and white magpies
From the time when I was little, while on my trek to school
This cheeky black and white bird would make me look a fool
Now you may think it’s just a bird and think well what the heck
But avoiding him is pretty hard when he swoops down to peck!
Mum would call “Go ‘Round The Back” whence she heard my cries
He just watched me in defiance with those beady orange eyes
With seven other siblings, I’ve had a scrap or two
But nothing poses close to what this bird has put me through!
He would hide up in that gum tree, and wouldn’t make a sound
‘Till he saw me sneaking out there then he’d peck me to the ground! !
Now time has passed and I have grown, and children I have had
And that pesky little magpie doesn’t really seem so bad
I look forward now to mornings & that lovely warble song
And wonder how that bird and me just didn’t get along
I even back the magpies… my local footy side
And walk out to the clothes line, no need to have to hide
Then one day it happened, as my daughter got the mail
I peeked out of the window when I heard her mighty wail
Swooping on her head was this bird of white and black
Then suddenly I’m calling “Well Go Around The Back”
Yeah history sure repeats itself, whether man or bird
And trying to avoid it is really quite absurd
Still today I rise & happily listen to their song
But when I check the mail I take my husbands bloody thong!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem