Special bounce that's in my step
When leaves in Autumn fall
Crisp cool winds make me smile
And brother that's not all

I feel content to walk for miles
Although I'm filled with straw
It's truly hard to stand up straight
But I do love that applause

So if you see me walking by
No sturdy foot you'll see
But let me tell you my dear friends
It means a lot to me

Cos hanging on a picket fence
Or standing like a pole
It's really not what I do best
Especially in Fall

Do you think I scare a bird
I think that you should know
I haven't had a finer friend
Than I've had in a crow.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
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