Sense Sonnet - Pumper
Breakfast for the Bird
The young wild hungry chick does wait
For food to be delivered by
One of its parents, both seem late
As the youngster does loudly cry.
The usual morning routine,
Both parents flying off to find
Food, a duty shared 'twixt and 'tween,
Just the way that nature designed.
Parents go hunting, he and she,
For feeding, the young chick does yearn.
This morning just happens to be
That Dad is the first to return.
A time tested feeding technique,
As breakfast goes from beak to beak.
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