In the morning a bird sings
“chirp, chirp, chirp.”
It sings about how it wants
to use words instead of sounds.
Soon there is a choir of birds
singing about what they want to do.
They will sing about eating good food,
about being grown.
They will sing about human things,
how they would want arms for wings,
and mouths for beaks, singing.
by Luke, 3rd grade
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