I am a Straw-necked Ibis,
and I’m sure you will agree
I am a handsome fellow,
there’s none so smart as me.
If you’ve cockchafers in your turf,
just call me tout de suite,
I’ll put my long curved bill to work,
for ibis, grubs are meat.
I’ll drive it down into the earth
and pull the blighters out,
your grass will soon be good as new,
of that there is no doubt.
So, let’s hear it for the ibis,
we are the farmers’ friend,
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