Dirty Birdie Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Little birdie way up there
Why did you drop that in my hair
How did you hit me from that high
It feels yucky and smells not nice

Dirty Birdie, laughing so
I'm coming up there you should know
I'm very good at climbing trees
I'll shake your branches, wait an see

Half way now and unaware
All your friends have gathered near
It feels like rain but looks like snow
You win for now, I'm going home

(03/20/2020)