The calendar Autumn just four days away
It is such a pleasant late February day
It has not rained for some time the paddocks brown, bare and dry
And not one sign of rain in the blue and sunny sky
The bird who does sing every day of the year
The flute of the magpie melodious and clear
And the long billed corellas do call as they fly
To the tall trees where they rest and roost in a paddock nearby
Though the warmest of Summer it seems to have gone
The dry spell of weather it does linger on
Farmer Joe about his dry and bare paddocks complain
Who can blame him if he is one wishing for rain
Since he has to feed his dairy cows hay
He does earn his living in the hardest way.
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