Bird watching day a small story By Pynman

I went to a park at about 8 o’clock to see a meadowlark or two for my bird watching club called the Howling Owls. As I walked to the park, a fly buzzed in my ear which I smacked with my map! Before I set up my bird watching tower, I saw a blue macaw with a reddish yellow beak. What a rare sight!
Next, I climbed up my bird stand (which I just put up) and in about 10 minutes I saw a bluebird! I picked up my binoculars and looked at a fig tree with a reddish brown bark and saw a purple martin putting some leaves and twigs in its beak for its nest! I watched where it flew. It landed in a bird house with a cute baby bird just getting its feathers!
At 12 o’clock I climbed down and ate my sandwich (with extra CHEESE). I had birds in my head and sandwich in my mouth!
And then, I climbed back up my bird watch tower and looked at the sun coming up over the white clouds. I looked over at a tree, and looked at another tree, and then looked back at the first tree. My eyes were as big as golf balls! I rubbed my eyes. I could not believe them! I thought that I needed more sleep! It had to be, but it couldn’t, but it was! A meadowlark! Ten of them!

A poem. (or two) :D (or three) :D (or four) lol!

A TIME TO PLAY. By Pynman

 

Oh Summer  when school is out,

When we all swim on a dry hot day,

After we swing, run and play,

Then when school begins we all pout, © 11/19/2014

 

THE NOON BALLOON. by Pynman

I had a big red balloon,

It looked like a ball,

That flew away at noon,

Over the trees so tall. © 11/19/2014

 

 

THE DAY OF THE STRAY. By Pynman

It was a cold day,

The wind blew open the door,

In followed a stray,

I fell on the floor,

How surprised was I,

I thought I would die.

 

THE DOG WITH A BLOG. By Pynman

 

I had a big green dog,

With sharp teeth,

And he had a blog,

About worms underneath,

 

Yes a blogging dog is odd,

With his audience of birds,

His writing they all applaud,

But they were hungry afterwards.

 

 

 

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