The wind ' do ' blow....Humorous poem
Just wanted everyone to know
Oh my Lordy, how the wind ' do ' blow
I'm watching my little birdie's blowing with the flow
It's sixty five degrees
I'd much rather be in a deep freeze
Why can't the weather just slow down and be calm?
Oh Lordy when is it ever ' gonna ' be normal and warm?
Oh how the wind ' do ' blow
I just wanted everyone to know
That I'm sick of this crazy weather
If it keeps on blowing my birdie's won't have one last feather
The feeder is swinging round and round
Knocking my little birdie's smack dab on the ground
The neighbor's sneaky cats are lying in wait
They pounce on my birdie's as if they're bait
The weatherman says that ten thousand people are without electricity, ' ain't ' that a shame?
I reckon I feel sorry, but I'm outside with my broom daring ' them ' cats to come any closer. If they do, they only have themselves to blame.
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