Magpie I beseech thee!
A quick salute
suspicious, you see.
The magpie swoops
above the roof.
Where is your
partner, dear magpie?
Remove your sorrow,
leave my world.
The washing is hung.
The children gone.
Why make me clear
all this away?
You think my litter
will keep your mate.
Materialism,
I know my fate.
Chiseled coins,
chincy wrappers
seen in your eye.
Please, be at bay!
Where is your
partner, dear magpie?
Cackle less, you
might hear her cry.
Try to mock me
from in my yew tree.
I’ll have my
treasure back.
See this there and
that. They are mine!
Where is your
partner, dear magpie?
Is it not ample
to dance on my roof?
That you must grill
me when I’m calm?
Look! We may part
For there, aloft
upon the roof is she;
your blue and white mate.
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