'Ow can it rain.' the old man said, 'with things the way they are?
You've got to learn off ant and bee, and jackass and galah;
And no man never saw it rain, for fifty years at least,
Not when the blessed parakeets are flyin' to the east!'
The weeks went by, the squatter wrote to tell his bank the news.
'It's still as dry as dust,' he said, 'I'm feeding all the ewes;
The overdraft would sink a ship, but make your mind at rest,
It's all right now, the parakeets are flyin' to the west!'
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this is funny but so true. To read the behaviour of the insects, birds and animals was something that most immigrants discarded when first in Australia. However they soon learned the value of this at times of drought or oncoming rain.
The 'Jackass' referred to is the Kookaburrra' .
Banjo is a firm favourite of mine, the humour in the letter to the banker is marvellous. A city-dweller would be scratching his head wondering what difference the direction of the flying birds would make. -
U are the best Banjo Paterson!!!!
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I love it!!!! soo....much.When i grow up i might be a poet writter too!!! The Weather Prophet is the best i have read!!! Better then The Man from Ironbark. I still like it but I like thIS ONE BETTER! iT IS SHORT AND EASY TO understand!!!
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