The musk duck and the black duck and moorhen
Live in small family groups of four to ten
With swamphen, black swan, teal and wood duck in plentiful supply
And the coot of human kind is not so shy
And the silver gulls the picnic tables squawk around
Where food is they are often to be found
My walks in Wendouree i do recall
When sunday was my happiest day of all
And though that was close to twenty years ago
Fond memories do not fade like Winter snow
And things of great beauty in memory do remain
And in fancy I’m back in Wendouree again.

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