Al HATES this pair of woodpeckers that constantly peck in our backyard. If he could 'bend' their beaks, he would.
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Someone bent my pecker
or else this tree is hard.
Why is durable wood
growing out in this yard?
If they think I'm packing,
their brains are full of lard!
I can't get a wee treat
until my pecker heals.
Starvation is pending
as but fresh bugs appeal.
To be scrawny is wrong;
I'm eating out! Your bills!
My pecker is crooked;
no hole will satisfy.
Even when young, my wings
failed to 'catch'on the fly'.
Go put on your sneakers
and catch my meals ... do try!
A shy red-headed pecker,
I will eat from your hand,
feast on creepy creatures
which give me strength to stand.
I loved 'knocking' on wood!
You've ruint our neighborhood!
i can understand al's sentiments about those pesky woodies, but i happen to enjoy them; i have always enjoyed listening to them peck away! funny write, and hilarious picture! thanks for sharing; enjoyed~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend, karen lynn (who loves woodpeckers and all birdies!). :D
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend, karen lynn (who loves woodpeckers and all birdies!). :D