Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Wordless Wednesdays > Black birds...

or not so wordless...

I looked out of our kitchen window and saw hundreds of these black birds.

I wonder where they all came from?!?


Zelda said...

Sing a song of sixpence
AKA blackbirds in a pie

Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?
The king was in his counting house counting out his money,
The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose!

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