"And that's how you got burned.
You're a smart bird and we all think
That by now you would have learned."
"But it sparkles so much!" he said gleefully.
He was so excited that he nearly fell over!
As his beaky smile grew, everyone knew
That he'd fly out again across the clover.
"See little bird, look at your feathers!
They're all seared and scorched on the ends.
Listen, don't do it, this truth is the truest,
We're telling you because we're your friends!"
He never stopped smiling, just bowed his bird head
"Thanks for your loyal support.
Of course we are friends, that is true," he said,
But this little bird must deport!"And in a wink and a flash he flew off to the sun
Out through the green clover field.
We all thought it had ended but it had only begun:
This bird's passion just can't be concealed.
