Hear the jingalong sing her song Hidden in the deepest green; Filling the air with her silver tongue, Heard by all but never seen. She sings her name among the...
She makes her home in the fluffiest cloud, A cloud so white and soft, the best, Against the deepest, bluest sky, so proud, The cloud cuckoo sits in her nest....
When angled sun through slanted rays Creates a multi-coloured arc And nature with its paint box plays Over summer green and winter stark, The rainbow hawk again will fly. We...
See the noisy tittle tattle, As loud as any football rattle, Rising to a roar then falling To a piercing caterwauling. Never were stampeding cattle So frightened by the tittle...
My name is Albert Oss And I have oceans to cross. Smile if you will, I will bear you no ill, Laugh at my name But my role is to...
There’s a cloud on the distant horizon, A sign of the passing of bison, And along with the herd comes the buffalo bird, It’s the buffalo this bird relies on....
The wee peawee is as small as a bee And when she takes to the air She spends all her hours among all the flowers, But all of us should...
She’s the sweetest bird you will ever meet, So pause for praise and say hello To one you will always want to greet – The golden-breasted marsh mello. Her legs...
The hiya’s a bird who’s particularly pleasant, His standards just couldn’t be higher. On the moors he follows the mores of the pheasant, Welcome to the world of the hiya....
When you first see the pink-breasted swillow Trying to take off from a pond or a lake He may as well be a big, heavy pillow With all the attempts...
