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By Jonathan_Dalton
Sat, 11 May 2013
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making its noise, endlessly,
a great tit is perched in a tree across the river.
It does it because it is what it does:
He, or she, sits, on a branch, and sings;
And sings, and sings.
He does not get a headache,
He just sings, two notes, this one then that one, then this, then that,
This, that, this, that, this, that.
He sits on a branch and sings and does it because it is what it does,
a great tit perched in a tree across the river,
making its noise, endlessly,
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I am that bird. I don't sing
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I am that bird. I don't sing but I write endlessly, perched upon the branch of ABCtales.
I also like bird poems and I especially liked the humour in this one.
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It also helps to drive up
It also helps to drive up writing standards Jonathan. Please have the confidence to comment on the work of others because they get the same thrill as you when they get feedback too.
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