VAGRANT VERSE
THE ORETI ANTHOLOGY. 533.—SPARROWS. (Written for the Southland Times.} The sparrows on the grass all day Are busy with their politics, They chirrup with a lot to say, And use all known debating tricks. No ministerial head could hold The House with so much consequence As these small feathered babblers there. But now a starling, black, immense, With all the dignity of size, Comes sailing from a nearby fence, Bombastic, showy, confident.
And he upon his dinner bent Would scatter all the sparrow folk. He is so bold, of sole intent, He is so glossy, black and fine, He wants to push his single way But all the sparrows clattering cryS Get out, you can’t stay here to dine! —SOUTHERNER. Invercargill, January 21, 1935.
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Southland Times, Issue 22485, 21 January 1935, Page 6
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126VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 22485, 21 January 1935, Page 6
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