The Mockingbird's Mistake

A mockingbird sits on my windowsill,
Eyeing the shelly beans I am cooking
He snaps open and shut his sturdy bill
So intent is he in his window peeking,
He fails to see the black cat sneaking.


written July 8, 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Allison Avatar
July 8, 2021 at 9:59 AM
lol good one Milton and i think you have noticed too many mocking birds with sticky beaks on soup! hugs Jan xx
Hankins Avatar
July 8, 2021 at 11:38 AM
Hey, Jan. Actually, I haven't seen any poems with mockingbirds lately. Did I miss someone? Mockingbirds are very brave when they are hungry. Oh, slow me, I got it. Yes...I hear you!
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