'Hummer' Poem by Poison 9901

He’s a little’l fast fella,
With a iridescent coat.
A scarlet red kerchief
Around his little throat

His wings, you cant see, em
But trust me there their.
That’s what makes him seem
As if he’s hovering in mid air

He has a lill’l bill,
That would make others gloat.
As he hovers about,
Checking every flowers throat.

He’s not really big,
Bout two or three inches.
As he dances about,
To the songs of the finches.

He’ll drink the sweet nectars,
Left dangling from strings.
As we sit and we watch him,
From our front porch swings.

He’s their one moment,
Then he’s gone in a flash.
Just like a little smuggler,
Going off to hide his stash.

He’s a cute little beggar,
Without him, life would be a bummer.
Just a few simple words,
About the life of a Hummer.