Squawk, squawk, magpie here

swooping around in avid joy

Oh dear, oh dear, flood here 

creating a kingdom of itself

Dull    sorrowful    everything submerged

clouds mourn, full of tears

flooding the land more and more

Oh my, I cannot bear 

The bushland might be better

Squawk, squawk, magpie here

swooping around in avid joy

Oh dear, oh dear, bushfire here

raging upwards with intense intention

A ravenous breath, destroying and marching

up, down, left, right

engulfing everything in its path

Flaming eyes, raging temper

unstoppable

Squawk, squawk magpie here

swooping around in disappointment.