We Call Him Wheelbarrow Man

Hillbilly Bobby shared his snack with a chickadee
The bird gave out some sounds a toot, a peet and a twee
His relatives came by and wanted bird seed too.
Bobby called in relatives to see what they could do.

They baked up cornbread and threw it onto the ground.
The smell of ham, beans and onions wafted all around.
They ended up feeding the entire chickadee nation.
Now this is an annual October harvest celebration.

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