25 May 2012
Hello Mr. Hummingbird,
do you mind if I have a word?
You see a while ago I met a butterfly,
who was very gracefully fluttering by.
She told me a tale of woe and defeat,
but stopped mid-sentence in order to greet
Sir Wise-turtle, the lovely old chap,
he spoke of the future and we all did clap.
Then a badger appeared: so reserved and meek,
I craned my ears to hear her speak.
And when she did, she recited a brilliant rhyme,
With witty words worth triple a dime.
A flash of auburn did enter the scene,
the sly old fox came with gossip of the Queen.
The robin chirped in with a funny little joke,
involving a barrel, a deer, and a poor blind bloke.
Glorious laughter filled the air,
Bringing happy faces of the Rabbits and Hare.
Half a gripping story about a quest,
but we never did end up hearing the rest.
Because then our gathering was disturbed,
by you, Mr. Hummingbird!
You arrived in a flurry of feathers so blue,
tweeting loudly and blocking the view.
So now you've arrived in all your glory,
Do calm down, and listen to the story.
Mr. Hummingbird • Opuss № I