Be nice to birds, but keep your distance

I once spoke a word
To a little bird
I said, “Sing, o songbird, for me”

I called from below
And it chittered so
High up in the sycamore tree

It hopped fro and to
And I tell you true
It sang high and loud with no glee:

“Begone, noisome one
With your songs be done!
Quit chattering and leave me be!”


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