13 jun 2012
what
do you see
when you look
down at me
from your perch
in the tree
little bird?
who
do you think
brought you seed
and a drink,
kept your health
in the pink
little bird?
how
can't you check
'fore you poop
on my neck,
i mean, shizz,
what the heck
little bird?
where
is your loo,
can't you go
there to poo,
'stead of on
those bellew
little bird?
why
din't you look
'fore a dump
you partook,
and my pride
you forsook
little bird?
when
i can find
my way up
i will climb
to your perch,
o sublime
little bird.
and
when i do,
no more ques-
tions for you,
o my, yes
you are through
little bird!
2 Comments:
Excellence.
aw, shucks.
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