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Birdwatching
The early bird gets the worm
Or so they always say
As he squirms what does the worm earn
For minding his business in clay?
Watching blue birds fly about singing various tunes
The red birds song sing of home in the month of June.
6/15/2022
Written for BITE SIZE POEM #47 POETRY CONTEST
Sponsor Line Gauthier
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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