Oh, you warbling warbler
Perched on my fencepost.
Warble your warble,
Cry your cry.
'Feed me. I'm hungry.
I'm always hungry.'
Feed me your birdseed,
Your bread crumbs, your worms.
I can't get enough.
I can't get too much.
Just keep it coming. Don't let it stop.
I won't get enough until I die.
I won't get too much if I live
forever.
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