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Tipsy Hummingbird

Sunny summers day,
the month of July.
A tipsy hummingbird,
was trying to fly.
It had drank honey wine,
and couldn't find its timing.
That tipsy hummingbird.
Tumbled side winding.

One tipsy little bird,
such a sight to see.
crash landed badly,
plumb in front of me.
In a dithering spin,
it shook to catch wind,
promptly rolled over,
and flopped on its chin.

It did triple flips
some bicycle kicks.
This tipsy bird,
was doin the twist.
I grabbed my bandana,
to sop up the spittle.
Laughed as I cried,
big stitches in the middle.
within two quick minutes,
the whole episode was over.
Though it took another six
before I gained composure.

On a warm summer's day,
sunny month of July.
I was lucky to see,
a Tipsy Hummingbird Fly.

H.Elless
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Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2022

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Linda Alice Fowler Date: 9/9/2022 9:36:00 AM Cute and clever write Howard. I got a chuckle out of it. The little hummers are starting to migrate. We've had a Charm, or Glittering, around the feeders in the past week. Many more than seem to permanently reside here in the summer. Linda Login to Reply Linda Alice Fowler Date: 9/10/2022 8:29:00 AM Nature often gives us gifts of surprising glimpses. :) R J. Elless Date: 9/10/2022 8:11:00 AM Linda, Thank You. This was the funniest thing. It actually happened to me twenty-five feet in front of me Crystal clear day. That little bird came in real low like five degrees and.tumbled. I did not know what in the world it was. So, this is a true story such a delight. Luck Really. Keep Rolling Howard.