Wake-Up CallThe little birds are chittering, to tell their daily news,
Such happy sounds! The little ones seem easy to amuse,
I found a fat bug wandering, all sticky in the dew,
I think it tickled him to know, it tickled me some too!
More somber are the larger birds, more raucous is their call,
They seem to not appreciate the dawning day at all,
Begrudgingly, they congregate, bedraggledly, they preen,
I think they probbly ought to eat, a bit of coffee bean.
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . October 31, 2008