In Birdsland Today

The magpies are fluting in Birdsland today
And galahs in their cloaks of light pink and gray
Call on the high branches of the gray gum trees
That gently does sway in the freshening breeze
Blowing down from South Belgrave on the higher ground
Through Birdsland the Nature Reserve with steep paddocks all around
The waterbirds dabbling and diving in the shallows of the lake
The loud quacks of the black duck the softer tones of the drake
Where swamphen, moorhen, cormorant, little grebe and wood duck reside
By Nature lovers Birdsland is known far and wide
Where ibis, lories, cockatoos and rosellas are to be seen
And black and white magpie larks and bell miners of green
And no mistaking ravens and pied currawong
In Birdsland the birds chirp and sing all day long.