February In Yangery

Wafting in the freshening breeze the sweet scent of hay
The magpies are warbling in Yangery today
The paddocks brown and dry and bone dry every drain
The Moyne Shire could do well with a few days of rain
Though the songs of the magpies and magpie larks every day one does hear
Yangery in February is a warm and dry time of year
The potato crops the only greenery in sight
Kept moist by the water irrigator machines at night
In the Moyne Shire in late Summer grass does not grow
And the lakes are drying out and the rivers are low
In the blue and sunny sky just a few clouds of gray
The farmers are feeding their animals hay
And the dark welcome swallows chirping as they fly
In pursuit of flying insects across the blue sky.