Magpie

I saw a friendly magpie and she twoodled out a song.

It made me feel like all was right and nothing could go wrong.

I dropped a bit of sandwich and she pecked and picked it up,

And now she hops behind me like a tiny spotted pup.

She doesn’t seem to realise but the silly girl can’t bark.

She does, however, like it when I take her to the park.

And though I do not keep her in a cage or on a lead,

She hops along behind me, quite obedient indeed.

She wakes me up with warbles and she sings me lullabies.

And just this morning, on my stoop, I got a grand surprise.

‘Cos though she has no fingers, sporting just a beak so small—

My smart and loyal magpie friend has learned to fetch a ball!

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Image from Deposit Photos © radar43 2016

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