Pesky Morning Birds

tweeting in the natural fashion not like twatters in the digital way, right out there beyond the bedroom windows from their condos in the trees--- happy to be alive in the morning & ready to share it with the world, belting out their tunes like terribly terrific lil’ opera singers announcing to the world that the day is anew, preferably just a bit before the rest of us in the world would like to be awakened--- though, fortunate is the human who gets to be torn from a positive dream by the les oiseaux sauvages joyeux, as some may be forced from sleep by prison wardens, police sirens, gunshots, bomb explosions, screams of children, roaring cars, trucks, subway trains, planes overhead, an annoying crying baby or gente molesta cojiendo como conejos, a wo/man is still allowed to ***** about these malicious, mouthy, menaces--- quietly submitting to the will of the itty bitty birdies, one rolls over in bed, hoping that winter shows its face quickly, so those bastards find their way south, where they can pester them old rich retired codgers down in FL (in that, there is justice).