Girls are wary of coloured feathers,
and thats why you stay in shades of brown.
I never thought that you could do that,
using so many tints. You seem appealing,
but not too bright to raise the senses.
Youve learned over the years,
and memorised the calls of other fowl.
I must admit that Im impressed,
that I have to bow to experience
like you bow to show humility.
Click, click and youve learned
yet another song. You always chose
to investigate newer tunes, looking
to increase your repertoire.
I should warn the others.
Its funny how the girls have turned away,
ignoring the buzz and whirr
that you found. You havent noticed,
but I think your chorus is over.
Youre singing your death.















Comments
But i like it, the idea behind it is interesting.
Thanks... I hope Charlie likes it :/
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"I have a magpie mind: I like anything that glitters!"
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