The magpie trilled gently over the bush
Golden and sad and full of wild yearning,
For a time I had forgot all my sorrow
But pied Margaret reminded me sweetly.

All the birds of the air joined in chorus,
Twittering finch and spotted pardalote,
Whip and crack of the hidden whip bird,
And pied Margaret remembering my sorrow.

Harrier and hawk, raven and crow,
Great bold and hovering eagle;
Bird calls at dawn and always at dusk
Pied Margaret never forgot my sorrow.

Seagull and pelican, stilt and duck
Wood swallow, and robins yellow and pink,
Tree creeper, frogmouth, and honeyeater –
Pied Margaret kept my sorrow for me.

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