The Bird

What a jolly bird, hopping to and fro,

He’s putting on a performance, he’s putting on a show.

Pecking through the grass, without any care,

He can’t see me watching, he can’t see me stare.

He’s plucked up the courage, he’s dancing on the road,

Hopping to and fro, oh no, he’s been squashed like a toad.

 

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  1. emmaeagle
    September 7, 2011 at 2:03 PM

    Sad just shows life isn’t always better on the other side!

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