I heard the magpie chortle
On a blue sky sunny day
She must be so pleased
In the Australian native way
Then smiling she looks at me
And chortles again - will she stay?
Black and white proud you see
Spreads her wings and flies away
The queen of what she sees
Do you wish it was you today?
© Paul Warren Poetry
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