I'm writing a story, Word by word, But I haven't a plan, So it's rather absurd. Rupert's wee story I'll tell with a caution. It may become gory And cause some aversion....
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Two little finches, side by side
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One is a boy bird, and one is his bride.
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Mister Grosbeak’s chest in red
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His wife’s is speckled and yellow instead.
So who is Rupert and why might his story be gory? What’s it got to do with these birds?
Well I said it might be gory, not that it would be necessarily, and as I have no plan….
Watch this space as they say!
But please don’t hold your breath!