Stanford Chaparral

tiny tiny birds, living in a tree

no one knows how many, maybe 2 or 3

they went out one early morn’

and with many looks of scorn

wak’d old mr. crothers and his mrs. crothers, wife

mr. crothers was indeed angry, and his gun he did retrieve

then he used that gun to shoot the tiny, noisy birds

which wak’d him and his mrs. crothers, wife