Wednesday, 15 August 2012

A Pesky Little Green Bird

  A  green bird peeped through the grill,
As I sat enjoying the  drizzle! My cup
Of tea in my left hand, in the right
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  So I  said  to  the  little  green  bird,
“Show me your face that I might click,
My  tea  grows cold, my  hand tires!”
But still the pesky bird denied me my pleasure!
So to tease me did the bird hop down
And took a step one ahead and one
Behind! And  in my  excitement  did I
Spill  my  tea  and  all  my  patience!   

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