maggies charlie miles and dave and woody came to play and danced to sounds of warbled rounds baptising each new day a feeling of contentment reigned that the sun was welcomed in this way
then crows appeared! a standoff! the kookas didn’t sway unimpeachable in their genre yet haughtiness came into play
not quite so with maggie her cousin crow in discord may have forced her from her broadway show and now on tour she spends her day
kookas sensed where worms or mouse or reptile slunk or lay a guest but came by regularly precisely when one could not say jealousy got the maggies who scooped up their score and flew away
sometimes I catch an early gig from out of town before the crow has rigged a loudmouth boorish act no charlie bird would want to know
kooka king and consort still laugh at wriggle prey inscrutable till screech and throng tried dominating play
a tricky composition the rampant crow had wreaked duress who to get top billing maggie bowed to crow success
jazz warbling this morning long before the ugly duck and sang distinctive melodies till miles and we were out of luck
there still remains a middle c despite a crow cacophony since charlie left the chorus unknowns create in minor key
tweet ensemble orchestrated the dawning music show maggie roused but then frustrated bested by the crow
heckle now took for granted and relished in his very sound he expected dave and kooka would never come around
beauty lives! in royal touch methinks protesteth far too much that stark ungrateful raucous crow I kooka king have axed his show
maggie charlie miles and dave and woody came back to play and danced to sounds of warbled rounds confirming each new day a feeling of contentment reigns the sun beseeched by maggie may *