Invitation by Harry Behn
Blue jay, fly to my windowsill!
Here’s suet and raisins, so eat your fill.
Not that I care for your scratchy call,
And I like your manners least of all,
But when you are hungry, the chickadees
Who ask so politely, please, please, please,
Are much too bothered by what you say-
So come have your breakfast, and fly away!
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cheeky 🙂 (although I love blue jays myself)
So true! Me too, I was following one on my walk yesterday. 😃