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Bitin' Things

I'm so sick of bitin' things
Skeeters, chiggers an' ticks
Wish the Lord would clip their wings
Or teach them other tricks.
I know, I know they have their place
They fit some cosmic plan
But why do they bite the human race
And make me itchy...man?

Melancholy Landscape

Goldfinches happily pickin' at thistle seed
Singin' carefree goldfinch melodies.
Doves dancin' an' bobbin' below
Heads up an' down, up an' down
Harmonizin' with an alto "coo-whoot".
Peaceful day, lovely day, hint of fall
Twitter, tweet, coo-whoot, coo-whoo.
Sudden jet, rocket, flash, shock, slam
Redtail hawk appears, flashes by
Angry brown blur cuts through grey and yellow
Like a malevolent artist slashing brush
Through a lovely pastoral scene.