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On Magpies

The juvenile magpie feels hungry it's parents bring it tidbits of food
But it does not seem satisfied it is in a begging mood
One of the parents bring it a mouse it had killed too big for the young one to eat
In Nature all smaller things are prey to those with a taste for meat
In killing a defenceless mouse the magpie see no wrong
With it's silver beak that's stained in blood tonight 'twill pipe it's song
When the moon is quietly creeping through the silent starry sky
And the boobook on the tall gums utters forth it's mopoke cry
In the Human World as in Nature the strongest seem to thrive
Whilst the weaker and defenceless have to struggle to survive
The magpie has a lovely song but it is a bird of prey
For to kill and to eat smaller things it is it's natural way
For to appease their young one's appetite the parents their best do try
But the young one begs of them for more and is hard to satisfy.

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