One Lapwing
A solitary plover
One more than for most of last year
but still just one
it's a start
I was moved to song....
I met Bob down by the Esso Copse
Where he kindly bought me a medium black americano
See-oh-el-aye-mericano
We walked with our drinks to our favourite pond
where we saw a bird we're are equally fond
El-oh-el-aye Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Well I'm not the world's best birding guy
But when I heard that bird it was quite nearby
Oh my a Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why it was just one, but bet there's more to come
Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Well we drank it in as it danced in flight
Even Richard managed to get a sight
It picked me up and filled me with glee
And said dear boy there'll be more, you'll see
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I saw that plover I almost fell in love-a
With the Lapwing
La-la-la-la Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
I flushed it away
As crept to where it lay
I tried to crawl on the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at it and it saw me
Well that's where I wanted it to stay
So I could snap some images away of my Lapwing
La-la-la-la Lapwing
Birds will be birds and dogs are turds
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lapwing
La-la-la-la Lapwing
Well I left home just an hour before
And I'd hadn't had a tick for days before
But Lappy smiled and took me by the hand
But once flushed it refused to land
Well I'm not the world's best birding man
But I know I am glad my patch is Wanstead
And so to tomorra
La-la-la-la Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing la-la-la-la Lapwing
Ray Davies helped with this
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