Bye Bye Birdie

Tiny birdie
On a quest
Gathering things
To build a nest

The nest is a
Necessity
If mating’s any
Hope for thee

You mate, you rest
The chicks are born
And now you search
For worms each morn

You feed the chicks
They squirm and squawk
You guard them from
A hungry hawk

They grow, it’s time
For them to fledge
So you go push them
Off the edge

With that, it’s done
Of them you’re rid
I should try this with
My teenage kid