Black Cap

{Twitting little birdie in the tree twitting little birdie that I see,

wings are broad feathers small twinkling eyes I love them all,

little red breast’s a smart black cap,

yellow stout beaks and slender feet,

loop the loop’s and swoop the hoop’s like a big band of acrobat troop’s,

picking berries that they see resting on a mulberry tree,

watching out for big Tom cats and looking for nuts on huge hay stacks,

hopping on the ground calling for mates so profound it makes hearts ache,

when I look around what do I see little birdies watching me}