A Wake Up Call Poem by Phil Soar
A Wake Up Call
I woke to sounds of birdsong
It was only ten to four
My feathered friends sang jauntily
Until they hit the floor
I'd taken an air rifle
And shot them from the trees
And lots of little dicky birds
Were falling through the leaves
Friday, April 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,nature
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