He said,
all we did
was come to taste
the nectar,
my friend
and I.
His friend said,
we flew in
when we saw
delicious flowers,
my friend
and I
They flew
onto my grevillea
coloured clowns
so I pecked
his head
I’m not a bully
Now it’s time
for a fly away
leave my flowers
just go,
his friend
and him
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Another animal story, and one without a bully (or so he claims). 🙃
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😀
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You guys in Australia have the best birds.
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They are quite a sight to have around 🙂
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Masterful writing
The flow is still with me
The two endings with my friend and I and then the fourth with my friend and him and the third stanza with the not a bulky part – and humor –
Really enjoyed the word crafting and of course the Avian friends
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Thanks ever so much Yvette 🙂
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