Exasperated Ponderings on the Bird Who Accidentally Flew Inside the House
You must think me so monstrous
My dark shadow looming o’er
My hands a grasping predator
As I try
And try
And try
To gently shoo you out the door
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Ahhh…the miscommunication!
You craft that tension and exasperation here! Love “My hands a grasping predator”
empathy writ large
Wonderful, Lauren! The rhyme seals it.