Mattie and Myrna

Mattie and Myrna Mattie and Myrna have become my pals Though it wasn't that way from the start They're nothing like dear Red and Goldie But over time they've won my heart. Red and Goldie used to visit the feeder Until frightened away by the cat But Mattie and Myrna being bold and brassy Would loudly squawk and chat. When they brought their new mynah fledglings Wearing a pathetic hungry look These crafty avian parents Knew that this was their winning hook. They watch my comings and goings And feign a respectful kowtow And being their well trained human, I toss them some Friskies Cat Chow! So, although I miss my cardinals, Their beauty and enchanting song, Somehow these boisterous mynahs In my life now seem to belong. Molly Moore