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THE TWA CORBIES (7) An Orkney man was on the phone When he espied twa corbies ootside the home The tain untae the tuther did say Let's cut this auld man off the day. Oh in ahint yon auld fell dyke Someone has dumped a smashed up bike There's a broken chain and lots o' spokes And we'll sort them oot in just twa croaks. That line of poles coming frae his hoose That's where he gets his electric juice We'll tak a spoke--drop it on the wire Nae fuse tae light--ye just retire. And see that other line of poles That's waur he gets his telephone calls We'll tak the chain--drop it o'er there And he'll get nae calls for a moth or mair. And when that's done we will be blessed Wi a place waur we can build oor nest Nae electric shocks shootin' uo oo legs Nae chance o' laying hard boiled eggs. This island--it has nae trees So we nest up poles high in the breeze I could move doon south--maybe tae Dundee But I'd miss the money frae BT. copyright Peter McNab This version was written after hearing a report that, due to the lack of trees in the islands of Orkney, British Telecom (BT) was getting masses of call outs to repair telephone lines damaged by birds trying to build nests on the top of telegraph poles. Electric lines were being damaged in the same way. @birds filename[ THRERAV7 Feb07 |
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