Birdie Breakfast No-
Old little birdie
What's your hurry
Waiting comes gently chirping
Gummy birdie protein
With meow color blindness
Reciprocating yummy snack
Tom tells Jerry
O' SYLVESTER
No not TWEETY
that feet is up sharing tap dancing on my purse doors
Open I get out of this somehow
In the interim basically implying
Ingestion waiting still
Won't be no bird eating here
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Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
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