Dixie Bird
Dixie was a little bird
Who flew from tree to tree
With bright blue eyes
And feathers gold
She was a site to see.
From tree to tree
And branch to branch
She flew around all day.
Her song would reach the tallest branch
Happy, loud and gay.
One day Dixie met her mate
While flying 'round the trees
A beautiful male with feathers orange
For all the world to see.
From that day on they fell in love
And that was plain to see
For the very next spring the trees were full
Of orange feathered birds with eyes
Blue as the sea.
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