Short Shyer Poems

A wee fellow, sporting an outsize bold-orange chest
  The male of the species, ever doing his best
    To protect his shyer, pale-chested mate

Back and forth struts Mr. Robin 'cross yard and fence
  Twitching and turning, movements taut and tense
A most dutiful look-out, if not so in actual name
  ~ Noble sentry, setting Madame Robin's heart aflame...

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