HUMMING BIRDS

I've never met a humming bird,
The ones I know only whistle;
As they never learnt the words.

At four o'clock in the mornings birds,
They like to rise to have a chat. At
five o'clock they tuck the kids back in,
So they can have a little nap.

Even the country cuckoo's,
Goes cuckoo at the start of spring.
I often wonder if that's because,
They never learnt to sing.



Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-06-07 at 00:52

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Hmm... Interesting. I have often wondered if the one's I hear whistle in French? And how One tell the difference? :)
Blessings, Allen
2024-06-07