The fledgling flees the nest and flies,
The starling raps its head and dies,
The cuckoo feigns to lay the nest,
The chick thus shrieks to egg's unrest.
The magpie steals its silver loot,
The dolllar's one and two's the coot,
The Moorhen rifles through the reeds,
The bittern hides from bitter breeze.
The heron stands, upright and tall,
The swan is fickle, fickle them all.
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