As a little girl my girl friends dad Called me BIRDBRAIN.... And that never bothered me. I knew it was a term of endearment. Of course back then I didn't know What endearment meant. But I knew he was kidding... His house was the fun house Of the neighborhood. His wife was an angel. We had taffy pulls, Mrs G made popcorn *****, And lined up chairs In front of the television So we kids could watch Wrestling.... with a big bubble magnifying glass And she served us bowls of popcorn. Always something to do.... I went to the quarry one time with them Looking for fancy rocks.... Mr. G, Mr. G is this a good one? No Birdbrain, it's just sandstone... He was a fancy rock collector... The name Birdbrain was so special to me... A name which was spoken with Endearment.... I'm sure of that.....
By judy
Now I'm afraid if someone heard him call me birdbrain, he would be in trouble. Free speech is no longer a free...