Red Robin

Red Robin

A Poem by john l smith
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Red Robin

 

When the red red robin went a bobbin

He got his beak stuck in the cookie jar

In fact, his beak was so deep into sin

That a head cut left him with a slight scar

 

Still, with this not too bad cut on his head

And with a bent beak that needs a slight tweak

Any more cookie bobs left him in dread

And he was out of service for a week

 

Healing and hunger now have him afoot

He’s right back into the pecking order

Extra pecking has increased his output

And he’s turned into a cookie hoarder

 

Now when he wants something great he can eat

He's off to the cookie jar for his treat

 

© 2019 john l smith


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Added on March 19, 2019
Last Updated on March 20, 2019