White World

This is a Burmese climbing rhyme. It needs work. But we have had so much snow, of course, I thought about snowbirds. Haha. White world snowbird Hunts lunch blurred under fluff He heard the seed would be there Bird didn’t have a prayer; the crow What share could he give the corvine Better the bovine give him the boot Or murine play tag with that twitterer Crows are for the birds The best words I can tell you Two-thirds of them are no good The seed blew through ice crystals It flew over the cuckoos nest.