New Year's Day In The Country Town

The silver bill magpie of feathers dark and gray
Is warbling in the sunshine in the park by the bay
The bird who does sing every day of the year
His familiar flute like notes are so pleasant to hear
In the nearby paddock the sweet scent of hay
In a warm though pleasant enough coastal New Year's Day
Though few people on the sidewalks of the country town
And on the street few cars do pass up and down
After the overnight celebrations where noisy revellers did abound
The place is so quiet the silence seems profound
Many quite hung-over will sleep in till late
This is what usually happens when people over-celebrate
A quiet New Year's day in the coastal rural town
And few cars and trucks on the street pass up and down.