Two feathered friends <br /> <br />blushed up in blue feathers <br />Laying eggs not thinking the who's <br /> <br />WHO'S my daddy said the sparrow <br />To his mom <br /> <br />your the son of night crawlers I said <br /> <br />Fiddle and Faddle <br />Do <br /> <br /> <br />paddle their own boat <br /> <br />Only in the summertime <br />when the water is warm <br /> <br />Ready for a faddle to fiddle around.<br /><br />John Shea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fiddle-and-faddle/
