Tuesday, 24 March 2009

I think I’ll write a poem
about a little bird
so when it’s read out loud
it’s the best you ever heard.

I think I’ll write it quick
'cos I reckon now't of slow
and by the time it’s finished
on you
it’s sure to grow.

The little bird will fly
yes, flit from bough to bough
the sweetest song
and warbling, yes and how

It will bless the hearts of those
who take the time to stop

to listen to the tune
and maybe, when they shop

They’ll buy some wild bird seed
and give it such a treat
if a `thank you` note
to make the job complete

Thanks to
Hannah Showler for editing suggestions