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I jotted down a little spring time poem this morning…
Hello Ms. Blue Jay
My! What pretty wings
But they momentously lack in compare
To the way you chirp and sing
The highest pitch, you carry with such pride
Expressing your love of just being outside
You’re brightly colored and flying free
Please won’t you sing your song for me?
The one with the ever changing melody?
Thank you for the song, it sure was nice
Custom made for me, never to be heard twice
Goodbye Ms. Blue Jay, I enjoyed your pretty song
You’re a very busy girl now, so hurry on along
Your gift is too precious to be beheld by just one
Open your wings and fly little bird
Fly into the sun!
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There’s just something about adults dressing up in costume to play with small children that kinda gives me a creepy feeling… not quite sure why I have these feelings? Santa’s the worst, what a perv!
