Little Birdie A-Chirpin'

a little birdie

came flying through my window

one cold winter morn

chirpin' to be fed

poor birdie must be hungry

no worms are in sight

please don't cry li'l one

we'll find you birdseed to eat

come sit on my hand

chirpin' a chirp chirp

little birdie spreads its wings

then flies up away

© Bing (PinkLady) 2010

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