The Menace Above

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The Bird Gets the Last Word

You stay down there, and I’ll just sit

Up on my perch, whistle and chirp

And warble ’til you throw a fit

Because I’m being such a twerp—

I’ll flap and flutter, cheep and caw

And drive you right out of your tree

Until you want to break the law

And take a shot or two at me—

But I, no matter how you squirm,

Won’t quit my pestering; so far,

I’m winning, you poor lowly worm,

And soon I’ll also strafe your car.
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6 thoughts on “The Menace Above

  1. Strafes my car, my garage door and bedroom window (how I will never know). Mind you my rascals don’t look as handsome as yours. Great words and of course great art.

    • I am pretty certain that some birds have mystical powers for shooting their output in ways that defy the laws of gravity, never mind decorum!!! Naughty little creatures. 😉

      Glad you liked my homage to the miscreants anyway! 😀

    • Believe me, I am just very, very, very glad that creatures larger than birds don’t have the capacity to fly. Waaaay too much of a “good thing” if *that’s* good luck! 😀

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