Today it is warm some thirty eight degrees
And warmth in the sunshine and warmth in the breeze
The calendar Autumn just five sleeps away
For so late in summer a very warm day
The bird who does sing every day of the year
The flute of the magpie so pleasant to hear
He sings on high branch of sunlit wattle tree
A song familiar to many and familiar to me
High on the gum trees the young long bill corellas of parental care in need
To their noisy parents they call out for feed
From the nearby paddock the sweet scent of hay
And the pee wees are calling in the park by the bay
And from the hot sun the cattle are sheltering in the shade of the trees
On a day that is close to the forty degrees.
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