Who would Believe the southern calendar Winter only seven weeks away
For Autumn and April a beautiful day
The weather sunny and warm twenty five degrees
With even a Summer type of warmth in the gentle Summer like breeze
That blow in the paddocks scenting sweetly of hay
And across the park of the town by the bay
The birds who do sing every day of the year
The warbling flute like notes of the magpies so pleasant to hear
And the droning like buzzings of the nectar gathering bees
Taking nectar from the flowering ivy on the trunks of the trees
White butterflies in numbers for the time of year unusual to see
And the magpie larks sing their familiar pee wee
Who would ever believe that Winter is near
The weather amazing for the time of year.
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