The little blackbird ,black as coal,
Happy and bonny ,with such a soul,
Swift and free,as all blackbirds should be,
Beak of gold, it'll still be there when you're old...
Cheep Cheep ,as you peep,
In a bush, you're soft as plush,
Play with robins,Both of you a bobbing,
Blackbird,Blackbird,Your sweet songs are always heard...
Play along the buttercups, chased by pups,
On the lawn, do sing to me at dawn,
Eat my mix, but don't fly yourself into a fix,
Play with song thrush, both of you singing in a bush...
Hidden in the sky, up way up high,
Stay on my gate, never be late,
Fly like a fairy, feeling light and airy,
Patiently wait, at Spring for your mate...
By Hannah K ,
... dedicated to my loyal cat Bubastik...