Bird Who Wouldn't
This bird refused to speak to me
It was involved in his own conversation,
With the other birds!
I looked at his beak,
As if I wanted to shut it.
But this bird still wouldn't talk to me.
Now I stood under the branches he perched on.
I gave him bird food that was delicious.
He ate it quickly.
Now, he turned around, away from me.
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