THE MAGPIE

The sun like a huge golden bowl
Lit up the Magpie who stole.
His black greenish wings
Hid plenty of things:
Bright papers, tin lids,
Glass marbles from kids.
His nest bulged with bracelets
And rings.
Yes, the Magpie has plenty of things!

He’s clear white and black
With tail feathers long.
I wish he’d give back
What to him don’t belong,
But he hides and hoards
All things that gleam.
Sometimes you see him glide
Over a stream.

And on goes the black and
White thief.
He tried to remove from a leaf
A rain drop that shines.
Diamonds from mines would
Dazzle him beyond belief!

Ah.. But the sun like a huge
Golden bowl, lit up the
Magpie who stole.
His image shone clear
To all who were near
So they sent him to perch on
A pole!

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