Tweety

This is the story of Tweety

Who flew in our window one day.

I felt I couldn't keep him

So I gave Tweety away.

I gave him to my next door neighbor

And she had a bird of her own

So she put them in her cage together

So they would not be alone.

They got along fine for a short time

Then Tweety began to attack!

Shortly thereafter my neighbor

Asked me to take Tweety back!

At first I was a little reluctant

But I didn't want her bird to die

So I told her to bring Tweety over

At least I was willing to try.

He sure was a vicious wee bugger

For something so fragile and small

And I have to admit from the onset

I didn't like Tweety at all.

He looked so sweet and so cuddly

With feathers of soft blue and white

But looks can be so deceiving

Because boy that Tweety could bite!

But soon he started to mellow,

I whistled and he'd whistle back.

The more attention I gave him

The less he was prone to attack.

He flew round the room on occasion

And would land on our chandelier.

He'd walk all over my shoulders

And occasionally nibble my ear.

I'll admit that he won me over

Which I never thought he would do.

He's considered a part of the family

And we all love him it's true!

We've welcomed him into our hearts now

And hope that he has a long stay.

So that's the story of Tweety

Who flew in our window one day!