[Poem] The American Robin
Look at your orange feathers
[Poem] The American Robin
Look at your orange feathers
Stunning, soft, and shiny.
Your song has a rhythm
that no bird can mimic
that shows you are there
that you are at the top of a big tree.
Your voice fills the air in a second
cheerful and melodious
ups and downs, short and long
Yes, that’s the rhythm.
Hopping with joy around the park
with a wiggly worm
at the tip of your beak.
Dangling worm shows the rhythm of your voice
quite cheerful to you
definitely desperate to it, the worm.
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