The Fuzzy Birds

I see a bird in the sky
And know something ain't right
Is fuzzy and puffy like my short curly hair
Then I notice something else
It's pink and orange and red
Who has ever seen such a sight?

Behind that Fuzzy bird I see 
Twenty more and jump
To the clouds in the air
Then guess what...
Guess what they do...
They fly right into my hair!

Those dirty little butts
How rude!
How terrible!
How disgusting a theme

So I looked at those stinky birds
And gave them a piece of my mind
I took out my slingshot
And I hit them in the eye

One by one they fell down
Fuzzy birds galore
I did what I had to do
Not so fuzzy anymore

By Angela