Poem: The Little Bird
The Little Bird The little bird fly, fly to the sky; As it's broad for thy, Follow my direction as guide for thy. Thou hast to move yet so high As thy journey hast more site. O the little bird move, move fast, As thou hast to go so far. It's inception of thy fly, Thou hast to move for so high. Thou mustn't scare the fly of thy As it's trial of thy. Thou art a sufferer; yet not so high See the foregoers of thy; ...