Blue Bird In the Barber's Shop

a blue bird rushed the Barber's shop and perched upon the chair... "I would ask a trim" said he.. "but I haven't any hair" "so could you fluff my feathers up?.. and brush away the dust?" "I know I look an awful fright.. with all my feathers mussed.." "I was on my morning flight you see when a shrew gave me the grip.." "I hope she hasn't left me bald.. I felt some feathers slip.." "oh you just rest!!" the Barber said "I'll tend you in a while" Too bad the bird had dropped his head and missed the wicked smile.. That shrew.. she was the barbers wife.. he reached calmly for his net.. And now that blue bird sings each day for he is her lovely pet..