The Magpie’s Campaign

So I go shaking hands with ferns:
Leaves to meet you, I don’t know if you’ve thought about how you’ll vote?

You’ve seen me around? Well see that tree - yeah that’s me. I’ve moved a few branches but I’ve been here most my life

This is your chance now, Flora Fern - let’s hear your concerns
I’ll tell you mine first

You see from my tree I see them all - hungry and small
Come looking for stuff - I chase them off

They should learn to live on less
They only need a little nest
They’re vicious too; they’ll peck at you and they’re moving in next door
And bigger birds with clever words - and pretty ferns - deserve more

All the shiny things I keep, keep me warm and help me to sleep
Trust in me, you know right is right
Just like me it’s all black and white

Oh there are monsters in our midst
Smiling and pointing, sleight of hand
Pushing our whole heads in the sand