Antsy Chicks
Whatta fine day, the boidies is chirping
From the tree tops on high, they is a-perching
Confused as hell
Waiting for the bell
Chicks are antsy, warm temps they be searching
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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