IT'S-A-HORNYTHOLOGIST-ARE-YOU-NO?!
A mavis you call the thrush
that is singing in the bush.
And you call a deviling
the swift that is on the wing.
You know the varying names,
you know the different words;
you are a cocky-guy who knows
his way around lovely hen-birds !
A-REALLY-WARM-WELCOMING-
YOUNG-WOMAN'S-SMILES
I knew a girl
who walked the street,
and saw the men
she would greet.
They knew the girl
more than I
for I met her only
with my eye.
Yes I knew a girl
who had a beat
like a policeman
but no flat feet.
Her heels were high,
made her look tall,
though I could see
that she was small.
It's a small world
and a short street.
Many the big men
she would meet.
To my eye
she looked a treat,
a warm smile
that gave a body heat.
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