Angry Bird Poem by Philo Yan

This angry little bird
first flew to the South.
He didn't like the heat,
He didn't like the South.

Next he flew to the Middle East.
But his anger grew,
and it grew like a beast.

He flew and he flew
till he reached the West.
He was even more angry
and he could not rest.

He angrily thought,
"I'll go to the North! "

And he flew as he did,
this angry bird did.
Where the cold air cooled
his anger, just a bit...