A beautiful bird singing on a sunlit tree
In beautiful colours black, white and gold
So beautiful to listen to and so lovely to behold
So distinctive in his wonderful whistling song
I could watch and listen to him all day long
One who never seems happy when he sense humans are near
And into cover of trees and bushes he quickly disappear
His kind only live where there are bushes and trees
And his clear whistling notes can often be heard carrying in the breeze
So beautiful to look at and listen to though shy in their way
Birds i do not hear or see every day
His mostly silent partner though pretty than him to look at more plain
Their name of golden whistler it's own self does explain.
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