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Sparrows, Magpies and Crows.

Friendly Sparrows sitting on a branch,
Chirping away with me in a trance.
I was mesmerised for all to see,
While gazing at the Sparrows in the Elm tree.
Now Sparrows are nosy and came so near,
To where I was sitting, full of good cheer.
I listened carefully at what they had to say,
And was amazed that they could make my day.
Some were cheeky but friendly too,
One was sitting on an old shoe.
I was told to be wary of the Magpies and Crows,
They rob our nests of our young ones you know.
When the Crows and Magpies are about,
I was asked to give a very loud shout.
The Sparrows know that I sit in my chair,
My eyes they say are everywhere.
And if I warn them, about the Magpies and Crows.
They will come and visit me even when it snows.

© Bernard Shaw


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