Who's Fooling Who
Some birdies really...
Can be so unkind
All day pecking
Only gripes and whines
It's not hot enough
So she ups and flies
Down to Miami beach via South Carolina skies
She probably thinks... Oh Lord
I’m a Dodo bird
Maybe it's a secret lover, tell me, have you heard
Whoever it is...don't say
I don't bother mind
Blue Jay’s staying over and it’s tweeting time
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