It was early March morning, and I got a warning from a birdie way up in the sky.
There would be ants in my pants,
And frogs that would dance,
On top of my blueberry pie!
The March Bird’s Warning
A Collection of Poetry, Writing and Art
A Collection of Poetry, Writing and Art
It was early March morning, and I got a warning from a birdie way up in the sky.
There would be ants in my pants,
And frogs that would dance,
On top of my blueberry pie!