Why does the little magpie squawk
and chatter all the time?
Why does he wake you in the morn
to hear his crooked rhyme?
Why does he dress in blacks and whites
instead of browns and tans?
Why, if you ask, I'm sure he'd say,
it's just because he can.
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Great shot of the magpie, and the poem is great. I can't seem to catch one this year. Maybe it's the cats.
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SQ
I too have some magpie photos. I don't remember if I've posted any. I like its black and white body and the way they use to play in the air or among the tree branches. Your photo is beautiful as well as the poem.
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