Gloomy moody bobber bird
he bobbled through the brush
and finally came up for air
to find he had the thrush.
Not the pretty songbird kind
the kind that's on your tongue.
He shrugged his shoulders, walked away
and muttered "that was fung---
us."
dammit. so close.
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