Little Birdy. Poem by Fangs Amie

wow whats that
that i see.
theirs a strange little bird'y
flirting with me.

it moves in a way
it sticks its tongue out at me
i don't no what to say.
i don't no what i see

there it was just.
siting on my knee
it was so small and lust
so small i could barley see.

i am like its snow white
just sits upon my finger
not a peep in site
not even a linguine.

is this a dream
i don't want to awaken
it wont be what it seems
its just been mistaken.

so little birdy sit there
and help me sing
so what if people stare
lets wait to see what the future brings.