Little bird in the tree, are you looking at me?
Or are you finding a path to fly by?
Should you take off in flight or jump from branch high
And come to the ground for some feed?
Little bird, way up high in the branch, wonder why
There is never a worm in the air?
You have to fly down to the dangerous ground
To eat that plump worm that is there.
Little bird, it is tempting to swoop down to eat some worm soup
But trouble is there from the cat on the stair. And it is smarter to be thin and up there.❤