Knowledge
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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This Blog features the musings of Dennis Sidney Martin; Poet, Playwright and Novelist from Baltimore, Maryland. Feel free to browse the content and leave your comments.
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