Cheeky Robin
Have you seen the Robin
Bobbing round the trees,
Staring in at windows
To see what he can see.
He thinks he looks quite jolly
Standing by the prickly holly,
With his red chest all aglow
In the deep midwinter’s snow.
Do you think he’s maybe heard
That at Christmas time a bird,
Might somehow, if he’s able,
Get some titbits from our table.
Clear off and stop your staring
Our mince pies we’re not sharing.
When we’ve filled our ample tums
Maybe then you’ll fer some crumbs.
Pam Egan
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