Bower Bird
She likes it when
I build her something.
She’s my hen,
comes a-clucking,
Couldn’t stay away
if she tried;
and every day
I take pride
She never has,
but rather laid
those eggs that made
the place I made!
Bower Bird
She likes it when
I build her something.
She’s my hen,
comes a-clucking,
Couldn’t stay away
if she tried;
and every day
I take pride
She never has,
but rather laid
those eggs that made
the place I made!