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By Josie Whitehead

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By Josie Whitehead

That Thieving Magpie

That magpie, strutting round my lawn,
      With sharp and piercing eyes;
With glossy plumage, black and white -
     The small birds all despise.

Inspect those feathers in the sun:
    They’re not just black and white.
See, vivid greens and purple tints,
     And blue that’s shining bright.

His iridescent plumage hides
     His shrewd and artful ways.
This scavenger, this predator,
     Views baby birds as prey.

Look at that tail!!  It’s half his length.
     His chattering fills the air.
He’s watching out for fledgling young!
     Mothers!  Take good care!

Whilst he impresses human eyes,
      With colour and physique,
The smaller birds know all too well
      That cruel and powerful beak.

We humans scorn his thieving ways,
      And view his life with hate,
Yet, frowning on the life he leads,
      Eat chicken from our plate.

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Note:  iridescent:  Something that is iridescent has many bright colours that seem to keep changing.





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