A yellow hammer just a little bird
From long ago
Nature created its refrain
Its song we all loved so
Flitting across wide habitats
Into landscapes where
Every little bunting
Just cast away despair
Poets from a former time
Noted its sweet song
And it appeared in verses
Where it did belong
Said now to be red listed
Part down to the EU
The intensive farming principled
That kind of went askew
Stewardship schemes
Came into play
And after BREXIT we
Have the where for all to ensure
Because then we hold the key
To ensure the yellow hammers
And the wild birds everywhere
Are treated as fine citizens
For in Britain we all share
We really are a United Kingdom
And can and will be strong
Looking backwards from time to time
Really isnt wrong
Our ancestors were much more prudent than perhaps we think
We are an devited island people trading with the world at large