red breasted bird on my way
expanding his chest to see
he keeps his stand, won't budge
spreading her wings for charge
i pick up stick in case it's ugly
i will push 'em out of the way
few females came and join fun
escorted their young wing-in
to pick seeds beneath grass
and show his bow to impress
shy to accept, rush commitment
have to check worth and descent
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