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** Magpies **
*** Feathers
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by Bobby Mac
part 9 of 13 (
feathers)
“Oh!, is that what it was”, said
Dora
Magpie, not that she was sure what it was she was talking
about, or to, but, whatever,
or, whoever it was she didn’t
want to be its dinner. The other Magpies started to gather
outside
Dora’s nest,”tell us more”, they asked of the
big eyes.
“Sorry”, said the big eyes, “I have
to go, there are some deserted nests in a couple of
big old
Macracarpa trees in what’s left of the field over the back
aid I want to make
sure I get the best one before they all go,
tooo wit, tooo woo, can’t stay with you, too
wit, too
wooooooooooooooo!”. The sound of big eyes last words as he
went
seemed to fill the night with a cold ghostly chill and
made Dora shiver.
“Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”, she
said.
“Scare tactics”, Mr. Arthur Magpie declared,
“well it won't work, all we heard was a
rustling in the
bushes, it’s an immature attempt at getting rid of us,
tomorrow we eat!!”.
“That’s what they think”,
said Tigger busily working away in the garden. All night long
the
animals worked and as the sun began to rise in the morning the
scene was set.
Dora Magpie had no reason to use a watch or a
clock or even look at the sun to see
what time of the day it
was, she just knew when she heard the sound of small
birds
twittering and saw them flying towards Granny’s
backyard it was mealtime. She heard
that silly little bird that
Granny thought so much of, singing.
“Siiiiiiiing for
meeeeeeeee Elllllllvis”, mimicked Dora as she woke all the
family.
It wasn’t long before they were flying off to the
trees and bushes surrounding Granny’s
backyard where the
big white table stood, soon to be covered in different kinds
of
bread, current buns and coconut kisses, plump sultanas and
sunflower seeds.
“Yummm!, thought Dora, Desmond and
Dillon. “Ohhh!!, when?, said Dorothy,
“when!!!?.
“Stop whining”, said her mother, “somethings not
right here, where are all
the other birds?”. Mr. Magpie
and his brother swooped down low and as they got near
the
ground they could see feathers, lots and lots of feathers and
clumps of grey fur.
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Copyright: Bobby Mac, June
2003
Published: www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 1st. February 2005
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