Friday, May 02, 2008

There's a tree in the garden

That is behind a wall, where Eric the sparrow used to sing

His little heart out, hoping that the spring, in his step, would make

Some other friend hear him, and come and see

The twigs and leaves he'd gathered there

But he got ate by Merlin, next door's cat

(for a friend)

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