Willy the bin chicken

Willy the bin chicken (formally known as the ibis)

Willy the majestic bin chicken

You better run or no more vegemite sandwiches

Sometimes you’ll find them the size of a fridge

This fatty bird will eat anything in its path

And boy do they smell cause they’ve never had a bath

Their long beak will strip you to bits

And that screech, it's like fingers down a chalk board

They never shut up all they do is talk talk talk

So all in all

Boy you’ll need some paracetamol after

Coming into contact with one of the ghastly beats

So lastly after Willy the bin chickens have taken over

You can say goodbye, cause boy, are we cooked