It would appear the mystery may have been solved
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Oh the things you think about on a Thursday lol
The Golfer has gone off on a 10 hour drive across The Western Highway to Adelaide today
and I wondered if he would see many Galahs eating the spilled grain on the road outside Kaniva.
A lot of them end up splattered on the roadside 🙂
I found this funny little poem about such a Galah
It starts:
I was a little pink Galah
Just sitting on the highway tar.
Just sitting, eating on the road
Wheat that spilt from someone’s load.
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