A beautiful bird at home I have
On my birthday my parents gave
Beautiful neck with a ring around
Does it have which no bird found
When it’s angry or in rage,
Noisily flutters against the cage
Colours it bears red and green
Pretty looks when is seen.
When you speak, it speaks like man
In your absence twitters again and again
I can’t see when in tree it hides
But hear ‘mianmithoo’ that me chides.
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Author:
saif (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2022 23:50
- Category: Children
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