The Mynas Of Glen Iris Poem by Francis Duggan

The constant noise of the traffic on the busy freeway
But in the parks of Glen Iris on this pleasant Spring day
The mynas are singing on the bushes and trees
Their voices are carrying in the freshening morning breeze.

Their ancestors brought to here from places far away
From their old homes in India of Delhi and Bombay
They call them an introduced species but it would be fair to say
That the Melbourne born myna is an Aussie of today.

Pugnacious and aggressive birds for their size
Their rough grating songs not hard to recognize
For each species is known by their colours or song
In Nature's wild garden such things one don't get wrong.

The mynas of Glen Iris seem to multiply
Their flocks getting bigger as the years go by
In the park by the creek by the noisy freeway
On the bushes and trees they sing all through the day.