THE RED WATTLE BIRD
Every morning the visitor comes,
GAK he says GAK.
He prances his umber plumage
with cream trim
and flashes his blushing cheeks.
GAK.
That’s a real nervous twitch there birdy.
With his sickle beak
he reaps the nectar from the grevillea flowers,
hmmm strawberries and cream.
GAK he cries GAK.
The Red Wattle Bird
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Neville Briggs
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The Red Wattle Bird
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Shelley Hansen
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Re: The Red Wattle Bird
Yep, I can just picture the scene, Neville!
Love "reaping the nectar" with his "sickle beak"!
Love "reaping the nectar" with his "sickle beak"!
Shelley Hansen
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"Look fer yer profits in the 'earts o' friends,
fer 'atin' never paid no dividends."
(CJ Dennis "The Mooch o' Life")