I forded the river, but fell in the stream,
As I washed away I let out a scream,
My scream did not bring me luck,
I scraped through rocks, sticks and muck,
Still, I managed to stay pretty clean.
Little birds have a terrible food need, So, I kept my bird feeder just full of seed, But, the squirrels out there, Robbed my feeder just bare, Those squirrels are just full of greed.