Juan Olivarez (september 12 / nyssa oregon)
A Bird In The Birdbath
A bird in the birdbath splashing around,
Failed to notice the cat, sneaking up on the ground.
Happily splashing in the little birdbath,
He became susceptible to the felines wrath.
Water splashed and feathers flew,
As the bird took off to the sky of blue.
Sadder and wiser he perched in the tree,
Staring down at the cat, that had made him flee.
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