theres a blackbird in my garden he has yellow beak. and into my garden i sit and watch him sneek.
he loves to hop along in between the plants . then he has a chirp and does a funny dance.
then he starts to dig with his yellow beak. digs into the soil for a worm that he might seek.
he jumps on to the birdhouse hoping for a feed for his favourite meal lots and lots of seed.
when his eating finished. he waves and says goodbye
as he flies away.in to the bright blue sky
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
theres a blackbird in my garden he has yellow beak. and into my garden i sit and watch him sneek.
he loves to hop along in between the plants . then he has a chirp and does a funny dance.
then he starts to dig with his yellow beak. digs into the soil for a worm that he might seek.
he jumps on to the birdhouse hoping for a feed for his favourite meal lots and lots of seed.
when his eating finished. he waves and says goodbye
as he flies away.in to the bright blue sky
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