The birds are flying happily,
round and round in the tree.
From branch to branch they hop
or to the ground they drop.

They spied the food hanging there,
only they weren't aware
of the cat slowly crawling near,
if so, they'd be trembling in fear.

For where there are birds dining,
the cat finds its next meal by diving
onto a poor unsuspecting bird.
Such an awful ball of fur.

But, don't fret, birds use their wings
to fly away fast while they sing.
The cat's angry but it was impend
that the birds should have a happy end.