I'm a tough old bird
To land on your roof
I chose you with care
Because your house seemed solid
A high rise in the pecking order
So I have a good view
And can Squawk with high praise
Or issue stark warnings
From my lofty heights

Then with flapping wings
I can soar up to
                         a limitless sky
Full of magnificence and attitude
And from being all at sea
I'm now majestc in flight
Making my presence known
To all below!