My Tits live in a nest hidden in a tree,
I like to watch them daily
They also take a peep at me.
They caught sight of my bottom
when I stepped upon my skirt
I tripped and heard them chortle
my pride was really heart.
My Tits looked at my bottom
and I will never be the same
I know I heard the Raven
Calling out my name.
The Raven told the Robin
that he saw my bum
The Robin told the Lark
that all the birds should come.
They tapped beaks on the window,
One even shared his worm.
It was like being on the telly,
I felt my body squirm.
The Tits shall not get any supper
or a lardy meal-worm for desert
I believe it’s a fitting punishment
for my pride being sorely hurt.
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