They feed on ripened fruits of mistletoe
And spread the parasite where'er they go
Their droppings on the branches germinate
And mistletoe in this way they create.

An enemy of gum trees some might say
But Nature never fails to have it's way
By spreading mistletoe to life they give
The trees must suffer for the birds to live.

Fruit eating small birds males with red on breast
With spiders webs they bind their tiny nest
And in the Spring or early Summer lay
Three to four eggs of lightish pale to gray.

Nomadic birds their journeys take them far
And where mistletoe fruit is ripe they always are
And an enemy of gum trees some might say
But Nature never fails to have it's way.