Two Birds
Little bird sings and the big one croaks
One is happy, the other is rile
If you hear them, you don't have to be coaxed
To enjoy this morn for awhile
The garbage truck took the litter away
All the remnants of food and stuff
So the big bird had a point to say
Some invectives, the most rough
But the little bird has another view
Enjoying the pale winter sun
She is singing madly for me and you
While the day hasn't yet began.
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