This Little Birdie: Page 2, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

This little birdie all in brown;
Loves to look down and see his town.

This little birdie all in green;
Hides in the trees; he can't be seen.

This little birdie all in gold;
Loves the summer nights when it isn't cold.

This little birdie all in cream;
Is having himself a very nice dream.

These little birdies in all colors of the rainbow;
Love to soar right past your window.

I hope that you enjoy their shades;
And that your love of books never fades!
Posted: 2011-11-15 19:59:56 UTC

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