The Magpies
When Tom and Elizabeth took the farm
The bracken made their bed
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies said
Tom’s hand was strong to the plough
and Elizabeth’s lips were red
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies said
Year in year out they worked
while the pines grew overhead
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies said
But all the beautiful crops soon went
to the mortgage man instead
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies said
Elizabeth is dead now (it’s long ago)
Old Tom’s gone light in the head
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies said
The farms still there. Mortgage corporations
couldn’t give it away
and Quardle ardle oodle ardle wardle doodle
The magpies say.
Dennis Glover
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