Singing Birds comical poem by Angela Lansbury version 1
I heard a bird in the early morning
Sound like a doorbell or a phone ringing
Like an alarm clock calling the dawning
Instead it was the early bird singing
I listened, astonished, what could it be?
It woke me up and it gave me two turns
Who was it calling, was it calling me?
I guess not, early birds are wanting worms
I love to hear birds when they are singing
You hear them call from the top of the block
Like a friend calling when phones are ringing
But please, mr bird, not at five o’clock!
One little bird has woken the others
Calling all, join my annoying chorus
Each bird's fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers
Tweet until they annoy us and bore us
I could shoot big rooks or flocks with a gun
But I'm afraid I might be arrested
I might miss, hit a black hat, kill someone
Because my marksmanship's not been tested
We’ve had thefts from bins by a fox and rat
Suddenly there’s silence, I see a cat
I used to hate cats, today's pet hate's birds
So spotting a cat, I’m pleased about that.
I‘m sure you have heard about cats and birds
Cats like birds for their lunch or dinner
Banish, or chase cats, birds’ song will be heard
Birds sing praise of races, you're their winner.
-Ends-
