Above the high wood at South Belgrave the dawn is breaking gray
Where the little green bellbirds do greet the new day
Like tiny bells ringing so pleasant to hear
They can be heard in Birdsland every day of the year
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YOU ARE lucky to fancy hearing such creatures! to MyPoemList. birds are 'great', even birds of prey. i would like my bones to be picked clean by vultures after i die. no vultures? ok, chickens then. All birds need to eat, after all! bri :)