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Sep 2019
Mum says on the count of three
Don't be scared, ok, now we'll try it again on five
Go ahead and take your first dive
Then you will know you are truly alive
Take it slowly and learn to jive
Go hopping from tree to tree
Walk the power and clothes line, you'll be fine
You don't even have to pay for electricity, it's free
Drop down to the grassy knoll, if you need to dine
I hear the wiggly worms are great, this time of year
You'll be alright my smooth gliding young dear
Opps! Sorry son, I forgot to tell ya 'bout the neighbourhood cat
****, RIP my last son, I always forget to mention that
That's the last baby birdy for me, I'm all done.
Written by
Mark
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