Flip through channels on
my TV, finding fuzzy
noise on all I see, so grab
the ladder to the roof
I go, to see what trouble
there may be
And low and behold, what do
I find? But two large birds
with one perched on hind -
on top my dish, try to shoo
away, but those darned birds
were a fearless kind
"Honey, it's fixed!", I hear
my wife yell, as loud and clear
as a dinner bell - the birds
must've moved the dish
just right, and give me one
helluva story to tell...
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