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I,M a Little Robin

i,m a little robin flying around,
looking for food that may be lying on the ground,
flying high up in the air to see what i can see thats down there, ,
out pops a worm so close to a tree, so fat and juicy and looks yumee, 

i fly down with almighty speed,
i have to crash land on my knees, 

the worm see,s me coming and decided to move,
laughing and giggling as i missed my queue

down i went, so fast to the ground,
moving so fast without making a sound,
how did it seem me as i missed my pray,
that little worm will live till another day,

so high in the air looking around, 
i see the worm laughing as it wriggles about ,
all his friends all came up to see,
now there all laughing at poor old me,
 at my poor little skint old  knees,

decided to try once again, 
as the little worm sat on a chair,
it seen me coming in so fast,
once again it started to laugh,

flew past the worm heading to ground,
screaming and kicking as i flew around,
i never seen what was in front of me,
i never seen that old oak tree,

head first i went down,
smacked the tree with a very loud sound,
with the sore head i began to think, 
i will eat fruit, as it does not think,

safely i stand upon that old tree,
i still see the worms all laughing at me,
maybe next year when i come around,
that same old worm is sure to be found,

since i missed it and it is hard to catch, 
maybe next time i will wear a safety hat,
till we meet once again i shouted down 
to the  little worm who shouted back, i will see you around,,,

Copyright © Davy Young | Year Posted 2019

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