It's a party for all of those with wings, fly'n in to check out things.
We're gathering here to sample seeds, to eat and chat, our superdeeds!
Those with fur have arrived now, too; they're mess'n with our motley crew.
A conspirancy of ravens alights with a shout; big and bright, can't keep them out.
The red-headed woodpecker sounds the call; time to head to the shopping mall!
We'll clean out the feeder, avoid the cats; dispute the corn with intentsive combat.
When noontime arrives with a glimpse of sun; we'll take a rest from greedy fun.
Though branches are frosted, our bellies are filled; our thanks expressed by our heart-warmed trill.
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