The Thieving Magpie by Stella M. Turk MBE

I am under the eye
Of a master spy
-a thieving magpie
He watches me
From a nearby tree
And if i’m not in view
He is quick to attack
A flight there and back
And he has the cheese
Put out to please
The smaller birds
Which quickly take flight
When he comes into sight

Stella M Turk MBE

June 2003

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