Palm Warbler
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Barry Middleton
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they are like feathered
over active children
the way they dart about
bobbing their dun tails
they never sit for a second
their song is high and faint
a cheeping that sounds
yellow like their breast
they dart away from me
in a naughty guilty panic
caught stealing pine nuts
ashamed and a bit scared
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