One for sorrow

Much maligned is Magpie bold

her secrets stashed, your gossip told

Unwanted tales of sorrows due 

And whether babes be pink or blue

A pair for joy, a group for wealth

But if you see one by herself

Salute her, ask about her mate

To ward away unwanted fate

For superstition tells us tales

All hid in history's shady veils

The devil's blood beneath her tongue

Reveals uncovered human song

Her cry is harsh, she's no-one's fool

Her chatter hints at ridicule

But if your secret's hers to tell

You can be sure she'll keep it well