DEC 3, birdlore: bird droppings

poetry lyrics:/ "Mrs. Blake things have gone quite amiss./ You've a block in 

your bundle of His./ My advice must be heeded./ The right pacemaker's needed./

 Then you'll live to a hunded in bliss. 

 

Authors' Note: Although its use appears cute, employing the term bird-turd might display your ignorance. The appropriate expression is pronounced as BEHRD drahp-ing in usual discussions.

 You can view an encyclopedic collection of illustrated poems on this topic by proceeding to the post "Poems about BIRDLORE" on our full-service blog "Edifying Nonsense". Click HERE. 

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