Blackbirds Can Dance Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

What an easy Spring day watching the garden grow
Then along comes a blackbird dancing, feet to toe

You might call it the worm-dance for tucker’s chance
That little critter was doing the two-step, at a glance

He hopped to the left and, then, two-steps right
I tell you that blackbird’s dance was rather alright

Guess you think I had nothing better to do…
Than to watch that little fella with his dance one-two

Sure I do; but the garden work was all done
Still, I was so amused for all the worms he got for fun