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My canary is a sweet boy, mild and yellow,

His beautiful songs remind me of spring.

The melodies are so soft and mellow,

And his bossiness is why I named him King.

 

He chirps and flutters about his cage,

Every morning he welcomes the day.

He calms me any time I might feel rage,

And delights me when he comically plays.

He is quite curious about all around him,

And he nods his head this way and that.

He does not like that is bird bath is slim,

He would much rather splash water at a cat.

Oh how I love my little melodious birdie,

Even though it means his endless captivity.

King