Best Weaverbird Poems

Here in the beautiful Tororo Rock*
I grabbed talkative weaver bird,
That disturbs me every morning.
Before I wake up she sits up to sing;
Before I go to bed she comes up to sing;
But I let it go escort free in her freedom.
What better thing can I do...

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If seen, he seems a feathered thief
come to steal a feed; 
but for the flower, this is chiefly
service for its breeding.
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