Poetry: Poetry and prose as it comes to me: Blue Jay, Blue Jay

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Blue Jay, Blue Jay

Blue jay fusing in the tree so high, Wants to have some snacks in the yard nearby. Loves his peanuts and his corn, Loves hindering the squirrel with his beak so long. Steals the peanuts and the corn He ought to take time and move to the barn. Bluejay, bluejay, bright dark blue Beak so black and... Sign in to see full entry.

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