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I am Watching a Lone
Little Shivering
BIRD




In a Windy, Desert Cold
Rainy
Storm
just all by its Lonesome
and Looking around
with NO HAPPY
WARM Chirp
but
is wearing a
SAD LITTLE BIRD
F
r
o
w
n
with not a Chirping
Sound
H E A R D




I can see my little
FEATHERED Friends
saying
to his
Little BIRD SELF
oh
b
i
r
d
there is just no
Near by
TREES




That I can HIDE
in to get
outta, this COLD Freezing W. I. N. D
storm, and Rainy
Desert
BREEZE




The
Birds
in the
Desert
H E R E




You
gotta
give
them, a Bird
pat on the
F. E. A. T. H. E. R. S
because, they are
pretty
Enduring
and T O U G H
with no BIRD
F
E
A
R







By JOHN D JUNGERS
20 th of MARCH
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